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One Bagatelle for a Dead Friend
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Published: Sat Oct 15 1988
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One Bagatelle for a Dead Friend

Well, pal, is there time now
To concentrate on the real problems?
In the perfect afterlife I would crave
There wouldn’t be anything
For Euclid or Linnaeus to relate to,
Any item classically reiterated
More than a couple of minutes. I hope
What happens is that everything
Is so itself, one of a kind, one at a time,
That, if some Hapax Legomenon
Comes up to you there and asks
“You ‘Dukes, Norman, 1942–1984’?”
You can answer you’re not.

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