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Atlantic Canada's International Literary Journal
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poetry
The Bellringer
I ring the festive bell, Festival
To Anne
Live as though the day were here
Unlinked from Brightness
So it has come to this: in endless plain
Zoo
They walk long oval miles
Fresh Farewell
Will the metal hand bend
Star of Bethlehem
I always remember the starry flowers growing
As Softly as Smoke
The black panther twisted through the darkness
I See Her Every Day
I see her every day,
The wind and the Mountain
Savage and wind hurtles over the mountain
Crystal Terror
Night was a crystal terror to her yielding,
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