This is very funny,Doug, and dark, too.
Ironic to envision in the middle of a northern summer so filled with light.
Which I guess gives permission for such.
And a good note to me not to disappear entirely into my blog and those of
others! Digital does rhyme with mortal!
Stephen V
Blog: http://stephenvincent.durationpress.com
> the bodies pile up
> one by one by one
> there he is pushed beneath the ice
> in a northern Saskatchewan lake
> there she disappears
> into the last great chat room
> this entrance in Edmonton
> oh, these will die on throughways in Calgary
> & this old fisherman
> lies on the rocky shore
> of a northern Ontario lake
>
> we hear of each death
> deliciously
> satisfied & noirly pleased
> between walls filled with books
>
> a way to forget all the real ones outside
> far away still most
> & also the ones down the street
> unfictional
>
> Douglas Barbour
> Edmonton Wednesday July 13 2005
>
> Douglas Barbour
> 11655 - 72 Avenue NW
> Edmonton Ab T6G 0B9
> (780) 436 3320
>
> NOT MUCH
>
> Not much you ever
> said you were thinking
> of, not much to
> say in answer.
>
> Robert Creeley
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