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[from Codas]

this is cinema made by people
shuffling in gumboots & suggests
the divines become an apostrophe
in the mainstream in the arthouse
ellided the boys ugliness becomes
magnificent his screwy behaviour
erases alan bates from the mind
& presents us with a juvenile
bogart thatll never learn to smoke
this is a movie of the day i was
born the horses are actors all
its a prayer by a director we
all love dont leave before the cre
dits end dont miss the amen


Originally published in Ode Ode by Salt Publishing.

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