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Social media hopping led inadvertently to Epilogue by Robert Lowell, a poem that puzzles primarily over the unpredictabilities of poetic technique and poetry’s purpose. Epilogue Those blessèd structures, plot and…

What’s wrong with the road? Why all this hush? They’ve given an anaesthetic In the lunch-hour rush. They’ve shaved off the tarmac With a pneumatic drill, And bandaged the traffic…

by Caitriona O’Reilly (for St Patrick’s Day) They ask: the world gives them a stone, revolving until the greater part of her is in darkness. Out among the night-stations the…