Ha!
The Cinnamon Peeler by Michael Ondaatje
But I might choose some other. Not to mention too many to count of others I
know.
I have been thinking about this, & simply cannot do it.
No sinlge poems come to mind as standing out above all others.
I think of this one, then I think of that one.
A short list (a VERY short list) would include at least a couple of
Sappho's (I still like the Mary Barnard translations), 'O Western Wind,'
'They Fle From Me,' some of 'Astrophel and Stella,' some Shakespeare, some
Donne, some Marvell, can't leave out at least Shelley, Keats, some of, &
Dickinson, Pound, Williams, etc into the present. How choose.
Something that has stuck with me ever since I read the lovely little first
edition volume early in the new year of 67 is a single poem in a way, a
series in another, Phyllis Webb's _Naked Poems_, such an influence on my
writing, & many others. Okay, if I have to, that (from Sappho to Webb, that
arc).
Doug
Douglas Barbour
Department of English
University of Alberta
Edmonton Alberta Canada T6G 2E5
(h) [780] 436 3320 (b) [780] 492 0521
http://www.ualberta.ca/~dbarbour/dbhome.htm
There's that boat again
through winter trees
look at it
look at it
ohhhh
a perfect half-moon
perfectly drunk
Fred Wah
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