Hugo Williams
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I Knew the Bride
8 editions
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published
2014
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Billy's Rain
4 editions
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published
1999
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Dear Room
5 editions
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published
2010
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West End Final
3 editions
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published
2009
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All the Time in the World
6 editions
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published
2000
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No Particular Place to Go
9 editions
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published
1982
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Lines Off
5 editions
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published
2019
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Dock Leaves
4 editions
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published
1994
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Writing Home
2 editions
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published
1986
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Sugar daddy
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“Everyone who made love the night before
Was walking around with flashing red lights
On top of their heads—a white-haired old gentleman,
A red-faced schoolboy, a pregnant woman
Who smiled at me from across the street
And gave a little secret shrug,
As if the flashing red light on her head
Was a small price to pay for what she knew.”
― Collected Poems
Was walking around with flashing red lights
On top of their heads—a white-haired old gentleman,
A red-faced schoolboy, a pregnant woman
Who smiled at me from across the street
And gave a little secret shrug,
As if the flashing red light on her head
Was a small price to pay for what she knew.”
― Collected Poems
“Tides"
The evening advances, then withdraws again
Leaving our cups and books like islands on the floor.
We are drifting, you and I,
As far from another as the young heroes
Of these two novels we have just laid down.
For that is happiness: to wander alone
Surrounded by the same moon, whose tides remind us of ourselves,
Our distances, and what we leave behind.
The lamp left on, the curtains letting in the light.
These things were promises. No doubt we will come back to them.”
― Collected Poems
The evening advances, then withdraws again
Leaving our cups and books like islands on the floor.
We are drifting, you and I,
As far from another as the young heroes
Of these two novels we have just laid down.
For that is happiness: to wander alone
Surrounded by the same moon, whose tides remind us of ourselves,
Our distances, and what we leave behind.
The lamp left on, the curtains letting in the light.
These things were promises. No doubt we will come back to them.”
― Collected Poems
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