Because
You sit in a room filled with people you know
poetry
The Wisdom, Mrs Chung
My estranged Chinese neighbour broke our silent truce
Song to the Sun (tr. Derk Wynand)
You can run along
In the Scaffolding
As when you come to an autumn boathouse and ice
War in the interlake
The Winnipeg uncles on a summer Sunday
A Requiem for Jim
We drove down yesterday
Christmas Eve
We huddle in piles of straw, puffing
Mark I (from Substitutions)
A snowplow broke Mark's nose:
Sicence and the Single Girl (contest honourable mention)
Initially, an unbecoming enthusiasm
On Islands (contest honourable mention)
The difficulty being their refusal
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