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Summer 2009, vol 7 no 2


Duo, Trio 1


dense fog
I dream walk
my sense of I
  in the darkness
of womb, a life swims
into my life
moon —
on the balcony
of a Mumbai apartment

  the sky
in pieces on the ground
winter burial
cloud country
high granite outcrops

        Jo McInerney
  empty stands
a seagull chases
a ketchup cup
crows lifting fog every which way  
  winter garden
thinking of the ones
that didn't make it

        Susan Constable
a spill
of rowan berries —
winter sunset
  our train streaks
through the valley —
a rabbit, ears upright

        Diana Webb
slung between its shadow and the waves the curlew's belly  
  along singing tracks seeds of willowherb
cascading over limestones a split in the river

        John Barlow
  early snow
she goes into labor
digging the last potatoes
bridge traffic
slows for the fog
the dog smell of the sea

        Garry Eaton
  A few foreigners
on the road to Bethlehem
sort of excited
Bastille Day morning.
Let us go then, you and I,
down to the river.
  A loon's cries
and winds from Lac-qui-Parle.
Let's go home.

        Horst Ludwig