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Atlantic Canada's International Literary Journal
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poetry
Sumi-e
sumi
Early to bed and early to rise
a
If We Knew
I have plunged to depths,
Flight
We have imagined worlds that are so much
Winter is Prodigal
Winter is prodigal
Oaks
Big oaks are heavy, ponderous with power:
Puritan: Silhouette
The jagged rake of conscience rankled deep,
Not the Little Kings...
Not the little kings nor the iron gods
At Grass-Level: Central Africa
As ancient virgins warmed by love
By the Sea
Bitterly the wind blows ovr the blind hills,
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