[{"node":{"title":"Greacen014","Collections":"Unpublished Poems","Contributor":"Greacen Estate","Coverage":"19 Jan","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Wednesday, March 16, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Greacen014","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Death in Portugal","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/greacen014","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Greacen014_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeffDeath in Portugal\n\n(In memory of Mary Lee Houston, deceased January 7, 1961)\n\nBlonde hair boy-cropped, green stockings, dirty mac,\nSlight hand a-tremble, lighting cigarette on cigarette,\nNerves near the surface, heart always on the rack;\nOften depressed, but sometimes zany-like in drink,\nNow could one overhear the mumbling reaper say:\n\"You\u2019ll find your way from shyness, coldness , fear,\nFar from Port Hope, Ontario, - and London too.\nYour fate is death in Portugal, my dear.\"\n","Type":"Text"}}]