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FACE UP
Lying on the grass, face up to the warm sun — bristling with a touch of the North wind : Good Friday on Jesus Green, in Cambridge, where dons were burnt in the 1500s, St. Matthew's Passion, rising and falling with the wind, from a radio somewhere behind us. Poor St. Matthew, I sighed, to be dependant on the wind. She smiled, He's done all right without it, and murmured something about colleges and wind, about words and innocency.
JOHN ELSBERG

FACE UP

Lying on the grass, face up
to the warm sun — bristling
with a touch of the North
wind : Good Friday

on Jesus Green, in Cambridge,
where dons were burnt in
the 1500s,

St. Matthew's
Passion, rising and falling

with the wind, from a radio
somewhere behind us. Poor
St. Matthew, I sighed, to be
dependant on the wind.

She smiled, He's done all right
without it, and murmured something
about colleges and wind,
about words and innocency.

JOHN ELSBERG

from
Headland #6

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