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Hazel sweetheart
not just any honey bee
what they resented was the way
you penetrated life
because that was men's work
Evening herald
Casement's comforter
you made Cromwell's place
heavenly
and that was God's work
Alas Hazel
simple Irish girl
you drove Michael Collins to Downing Street
he came to you first after the signing
that was your work
Through all this time Hazel
your spirit summons lovers
seductress
and at least you knew yourself
that you were no ordinary woman
Lovely Hazel in the afterworld
I pray you are restored
to the artist's studio
where he painted you
arm around Alice
to console forever his loves at night
in the dark gallery
Dearest Hazel
(wish it was yesterday)
it is not finished
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