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    <title>Greacen019</title>
    <Collections>Unpublished Poems</Collections>
    <Contributor>Greacen Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>19 Jan</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>Greacen019</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Manuscript</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Faces</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
    <Path>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/greacen019</Path>
    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
    <Relation>Linen Hall Library</Relation>
    <Rights>Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA</Rights>
    <Scannedimage>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Greacen019_0.jpg</Scannedimage>
    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>﻿Faces

Faces: sun-shielded, indoor faces sprout everywhere,
Cinemas, bus queues, lifts in department stores;
Faces sprayed with the pallor of the city-bound,
Waxen as dolls in tenement attics;
Faces on whom the spilled rouge of apples
Reminds one of the unending Aprils of childhood,
When lilac was as mysterious as perfume of Arabia;
0 the unforgettable fragments of unburied childhood!
Faces at windows, dismayed behind lace curtains,
Faces of the unadventurous and meek;
Faces of the arrogant, walking where angels wince;
Faces of country cousins, town truants, anxious aunts:
The face of a typist, Helen, in glum suburban beauty,
Once seen in a cobwebbed moment, always remebered:
Faces of the dead, the mask serene, contorted:
The living face of poetry, the all-enduring image.
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