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“Begin with the soft smelted upturned heart-shaped mouth made for smiling a smile kept for kindness, tenderness, incapable of malice. Am I going too fast for you? The almond eyes see out through their sleepy epicanthic fold. Trusting and calm, if a flicker from slowness, a further flicker from stupidity. Settled in slow-motion beauty, heart-breaking beauty.”

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Craig Raine
Craig Raine

Craig Raine is a British poet born on December 3, 1944. His poetry is known for its unique style and profound themes, widely regarded as an important representative of British poetry in the second half of the 20th century. more

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