Poem: ‘L’Envoi’
Henry Reed, 12 September 1991
They told him, with reassurance: ‘You must turn over a new leaf.’ Ever submissive and grateful, he did so and then said: ‘Look! This brings me to the last page in the book. And the pages have been so thin I can clearly see The earlier words that a week ago were me.’ He explains this simple fact. And they agree. ‘Then tear the whole sheet out. Why not?’ They...