He whom we anatomized
‘whose words we gathered as pleasant flowers
and thought on his wit and how neatly he described things'
speaks
to us, hatching marrow,
broody all night over the bones of a deadman. (Basil Bunting)

He whom we anatomized ‘whose words we gathered as pleasant flowers and thought on his wit and how neatly he described things' speaks to us, hatching marrow, broody all night over the bones of a deadman.

Basil Bunting

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