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The Little Man Who Wasn’t There

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The poem is titled ‘Antigonish‘ and written by Hughes Mearns. It also goes by the name ‘The little man who wasn’t there’. A seemingly beautiful wordplay at first, there seems to be more to it. There’s a haunting aura that lingers behind. Not the haunt of a frightful nature but one of a remorseful nature. Read on with your own interpretation of it.
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Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I wish, I wish he’d go away…

When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn’t see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don’t you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don’t slam the door… (slam!)

Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away

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