Letter to the Editor
What a sour little comment by Elizabeth Rodriquez
Miriam Waddington
Christ in a Loin Cloth
Christ in a loin cloth
From a Dead poet's Book
There was the sound
East on Dorchester Street
At the end of the street is buff-coloured fog
To Those Who Run in Fields
All the old scarred places
The Hook
And so cold Jew
Miriam, You Must Cast the Scholar Off
Of all my broken
New year's Day
I have no words
The Wintry man
he aches and bends
Beyond Brick
Beyond the brick of buildings
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