[{"node":{"title":"GreacenStanford002","Collections":"Letters to Stanford","Contributor":"Greacen Estate","Coverage":"1970 Oct 30th","Creator":"LHL","Date":"Wednesday, March 16, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"GreacenStanford2","Item Description":"Letter","Keywords":"Roy McFadden","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/greacenstanford002","Publisher":"LHL","Relation":"LHL","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/GreacenStanford002.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeffCOPY\n\nBIRTHDAY POEM\nFor Robert Greacen\n\nAt fifty,I suppose,you'll count the change,\nNumber your debtors and your creditors,\nAdjust accounts,write off lost loves,and put\nThe reckoning in your diary. But,or yet,\n\nYou'll also scatter starling glances over\nA set shrugged shoulder soldiering through time\nBack to a tenser time when,unbereft,\nLife was right and politics were left.\n\nRoy McFadden\n","Type":"Text"}}]