Almost all gone
under. Nothing to be
said. What now
could be. There was no
heart there, never, no
way out. The loss
is everyone's. Can
time erase the countdown to
zero: what hope was left.
Wednesday January 26 2005
Douglas Barbour
Department of English
University of Alberta
Edmonton Alberta T6G 2E5 Canada
(780) 436 3320
http://www.ualberta.ca/~dbarbour/dbhome.htm
The poet is ecstatic, having dreamt of this visit for weeks.
He takes Erato’s face, dribbling and wild, between his hands
and kisses her gently as if she were a runaway teenager.
Diana Hartog
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