Alexan­der Shaw

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So, I turned to lens cut­ting for a liv­ing.

Cor­rec­tive work, in a time of short­sight­ed­ness.

An astig­matic time too: few saw how Os gaped on drawn faces – none heard them.

Pre­cise work. Blown glass alone kept its shape, amongst so much hot air.

Still, a glance up

from my cut­ter one af­ter­noon was the only point I saw vi­o­lence in fo­cus. Show pieces were crack­ing up in the heat.

All sum­mer, tyres roared in back­yards, as they burnt: there were roars of laugh­ter in the streets.

I made a steady liv­ing, un­der the oc­cu­pa­tion. Pre­cise, painstak­ing work –

this is to cor­rect the record.

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