Beautiful, Sheila.
I like especially that second verse, its continual moves…
& the air-iness throughout…
Doug
> On Dec 1, 2015, at 10:55 AM, Sheila Murphy <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> Hot Breath of the Firelight
>
> If not forced
> to move,
> the swivel
> will elapse
>
> Saplings depict
> branch-at-a-time
> viewing of a sense
> of reach
>
> As castanets clobber
> arbitrary air
> and homophones
> are grabbed mid-air
>
> Serene new flair
> infiltrates the humidity
> fares poorly 'til
> deliverance resumes each year
>
> Sheila E. Murphy
Douglas Barbour
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Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuation 2 (UofAPress).
Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
Done in by creation itself.
I mean the gods. Not us. Well us too.
The gods moved into books. Who wrote the books?
We wrote the books. In whose dream, then are we dreaming?
Robert Kroetsch.
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