Nicholas Laughlin's blog etc.

Amours de voyage, pt. 1

Night after night I dream of journeys,
I never know the names of these cities,
or my companions, or what are my duties....

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"I came all this bloody way
to be mocked by the border guards."
"That accent--he tries too hard."

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Enclosed: a little crocodile
preserved in native brandy.
Three bees pickled in wine.
Forty-odd new species of fish,
none of them yet named.

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"I was brought up to speak and write the English tongue."