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Atlantic Canada's International Literary Journal
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poetry
Truth and Invention
Messengers known and unknown to us moved though the valley.
Christmas Eve
A candle flicks a nervous shadow etching
The Boomerang Effect
Memory: of course.
Conversation with Silence
Not the inner self, nor the objectified self,
The Golden Acres
The clippers, the ones with maple handles
A Psalm of Sparrows
You sparrows, heroes but not brave,
In the Dream It Made Sense
Who wouldn't be upset on hearing they'd been assigned to play Portia in
Villanelle on a line from William Carlos Williams
So close are we to ruin every day!
Shipwreck
It is the darkest night. A night of no lights,
Mediation
Spiky purple buds that will never blossom,
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