The language falls apart before our eyes,
But what it once was echoes in our ears
As poetry, whose gathered force defies
Even the drift of our declining years.
—Poetry, February 2010
Clive James is not dead yet. (And if you like cartoons, check out our current exhibition, Verse Stripped: A Poetry Comics Exhibition.)
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