for John and Madeline
They tell me how they bought
An hour of silence
From a juke-box in New York
Or San Francisco once
That they now intend
To go back to their home place
For a bit of peace,
A house overlooking a lake
And a wood for kindling.
'But you can't fell trees
that have stood for as long
as anyone remembers?'
'The wood we have in mind will stand
While it has lost its timber.'
Paul Muldoon
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