This is a poem based on the novel “Heat and Dust” by Ruth Prawer Jhabvala.
The New World
Not brave, but full of dirt
I dressed like them
I felt like them
Sometimes more than other men
I fell in love
But I was torn
[...]
I think of England
How long ago
[...]
I think what happend long ago
[And within me
A feeling grows
Sure of it]
We must admit
That all the things
That we do know
The heart is, where the body go’
[...]
All those pictures-
I rerfrain
Never going back again
([...] indicate that this ain’t finished 
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Just a quick answer, will comment on the poem later.
“der Pfuscher [sucht] zum Reim den Gedanken”
Well, all in there, yet I changed my poem and published another one. However, I think the main problem is that I am too influenced by all your poem by now. Makes it difficult not to comment or refer to one or more of them.
Also, those exam papers really make you want to write quite different poems …