Discography (After Philip Larkin) | Jim Bellamy

At last, she yielded up her record, which, Scratched, glossed upon its deck, days thick. Oh, matted with its bakelite, the slick Defections of glib music spin to live. Lies smoke the words of these ‘stereo-images‘. My living eye must hanker after sound- With ponytails colliding with the moon, I lift my heady head against …

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