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Maxine Beneba Clarke
Last poem for 2019, when the decade broke: but the decade turned the decade turned, and suddenly, we were wide awake lined along the gun-powdered foreshore faces tilted to the sky watching revolution break
             the stroke of midnight, december thirty-first, nineteen ninety-nine,     was going to end the world   at the hospital,      they brought generators in   even the food service staff were
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Maxine Beneba Clarke Dec 20
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Thanks to the incredible team at The Saturday Paper for their precise editing, for running poetry in a national newspaper, & for taking such care with the work of all their contributors, & to everyone who read along - particularly those who took the time to write letters in. x
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Maxine Beneba Clarke Dec 20
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And if you enjoyed the poems occasionally, as a non-subscriber, do yourself a favour:
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Amy Dec 20
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Helen Branton Dec 20
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In my best English. Wow.
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Psycho Logist Dec 20
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Well done, Maxine!
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Lara Palombo Dec 20
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Beautiful. Thank you. Really needed it today.
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Dr Val Kay Dec 20
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I wish. Sincerely I wish. Tears in my eyes
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Alex Kelly 🌈 Dec 20
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tears, «  watching revolution break «  thankyou x
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↔️ Wash your hands and stay 2 metres away 💦 Dec 20
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That is powerfully optimistic. Thank you.
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Marilynne Richardson, I Stand with Dan Dec 20
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Crying. Thankyou. Peace to you and yours over the turn of the year.
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