The first three lines really hook me in, but I'm a little lost after
that as to the poem's intent.
Andrew
On 02/11/2007, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> ghosts sketch
> a mood
> caught on the wind
> blows hot from engines
> engineering catch meant
> across the desert
> storms trooping
> a long way
> from home
>
> Douglas Barbour
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>
> Perhaps, after all,
> there is no polite way to withdraw
> from the privilege of the first person.
>
> Méira Cook
>
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Andrew
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