Gay Clifford, 15 July 1982
My ghostly Mother, I me confess I’ve been indecent, more or less. Lapses of courage are always indecent.
You had a greyer time, in which was lent The social way to lie. It was not meant That you should say exactly what you miss.
It seems to me that I was always bent Doing the things were safely social, meant To block the questions are without redress.
But now I dread old fears that...