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Well, my visceral reaction says you caught this all too well, Lawrence. A kind of on-the-page performance piece…. Doug On Sep 23, 2015, at 2:49 AM, Lawrence Upton <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > He was prising snot loose from his nose, > > prior to deploying a handkerchief > > and expelled breath; poking it, dragging > > a nail upwards and down so gently; > > enjoying himself, but too concentrated > > for a look of satisfaction; intense, > > like an animal or less than self-conscious > > human beings, itchy, scratching themselves. > > > > And then he blew it; both tunnels; quite hard, > > the square white cloth pushed up into his face; > > the explosive utterance of a full-up nose > > and the mucky billowing of held fabric > > forced in place by broad chubby hands, again > > and again; till the volumes were wrung and empty. Douglas Barbour [log in to unmask] 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.