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Philip Larkin

Why did I dream of you last night?
Now morning is pushing back hair with grey light
Memories strike home, like slaps in the face;
Raised on elbow, I stare at the pale fog
beyond the window.

So many things I had thought forgotten
Return to my mind with stranger pain:
—Like letters that arrive addressed to someone
Who left the house so many years ago.

 — Philip Larkin, “Why did I dream of you last night?” The Complete Poems (Farrar, Straus, and Giroux, 2012)

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