Oh, that’s a great construction, Bill, a lovely ending.
Doug
> On Mar 17, 2020, at 3:25 PM, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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> As I watch my father dressing
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> a piece of wood
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> gripped tight
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> in his bench-vice
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> shavings piling
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> at his feet
> eyes trained
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> on the blade path
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> he allows me a slice
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> of thought
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> You know ...
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> he says
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> and soon
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> I do
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> bw
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Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuations 2 (UofAPress).
Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
Listen. If (UofAPress):
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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