His Native Place
How you making it, Kev?" Aliister drawled, seizing
Alden Nowlan
The Grove Beyond the Bailey
This grove is too secret: one thinks of murder
The Stenographer
She long agogave up
Comparison
Comparing pigs with cattle, Jack the butcher
Stoney Ridge Dance Hall
They don't like strangers.
In Memoriam: Claude Orser
Claude, if you thought about it all,
Two Poems for the Nova Scotia Department of Highways
We sprayed the roadside with poison
On the Stairs
Knuckling his temples on the shadowed stair,
The Thin Red Line
"Is he real, Daddy?" shrilled terrylene Cabana set,
The Bhikku
I ask for nothing.
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