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This poem is taken from PN Review 44, Volume 11 Number 6, July - August 1985.

Quotations D.J. Enright

Magazines have names like February, November, December,
And often die within a month.
Only the People's Daily expects a longer lease.
'Before I was "liberated" ten wasted years had passed.'
Or, 'I was silenced for twenty-one years.'
How much would have Keats have managed to write?
Prepared to die young of consumption, Qu was executed by
       a firing squad.
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