what worlds float
fragmented washed astray
into & through
lenses held apart
a necessary distance
oil slicks on a northern lake
blue & rainbowed
& sluicing across
a sunburnt arm down south
so a city streets of
river bursting
through first storey windows
the broken
the lost
the gone
silence only
a rhetoric sufficient to
the washed away
Douglas Barbour
August 31 2005
Douglas Barbour
11655 - 72 Avenue NW
Edmonton Ab T6G 0B9
(780) 436 3320
not random, these
crystalline structures, these
non-reversible orders, this
camera forming tendencies, this
edge of greater length, this
lyric forever error, this
something embarrassingly clear, this
language we come up against
Kathleen Fraser
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