George Miller. 30 (some odd) poems. Toronto: Three Tree Press, 1977.
“Padraig O’Broin”
[…]
In the tundra between the lines
we eye each other guardedly
“John of Glasgow”
[…]
There is still among the dying
more life than among the dead[…]
star blood
earth bone
part light
part stone[…]
Our breath hangs in the air
like evidence for the soul
and there are countries we
have not seen which will taste
like crisp apples
when we go to them
in the morning
Ever alert to the traces of life and its enjoyments in a land of cold.
And so for day 1870
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