Lee Miller's Famous Foto

She was in the bath
beautifully ready
when the phone rang.

Her boots, blooded
with the mud of Auschwitz,
stood to attention.

There was a picture of Hitler
and other knick-knacks 
lined up against the wall
to be shot.

He pressed the shutter
and raced to answer.



Richard Farrell

The car had wrapped itself
(but caringly)
about an oak.

He was lying in grass
among disks and tapes
of his famous concerts.

Everything was broken

At home where
dawn was just breaking
our mothers wept.

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