Now that my ladder's gone,
I must lie down where all ladders start
In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart.
(WB Yeats, The Circus Animals' Desertion) - see l
ink for a brilliant analysis of the poem.
My initial response to TDW - very enjoyable. Written by a hardcore fan with a really deep respect for the spirit of the characters and the show, and
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