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Excerpts from "A Lost Secret" by J.B. Pick


The well at the world's end


Here is the lost well, hidden by cobwebs

Where water-boatmen row in secret.

The water's keener, fresher, stranger

Than any gush invented by a tap.

Why then do I only visit it

When the rusty tank goes dry?



a line, (a blue one)




To make a picture, make a frame,

Enclose a field, a nation or a game.

Life in its patterened fury won't agree,

Raging to break all pictures and to see.



a line, (a blue one)




I didn't know my father,

I wouldn't let him in;

And now I'll soon have vanished

As if I'd never been.


My sons may pause and wonder

What other use had I

Than bring them forth to wander

Beneath a changing sky.



a line, (a blue one)


Dr Quantum's Presidential address


"The obvious remains invisible,

Taking the form of holes round nothing:

Avail yourselves of the non-existent,

Grow in your garden acres of surprise."



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