"It's about words, and words are all I have…"



When I gaze out my bathroom window

I see the CN tower   and  a man

A deadringer for Hemingway   into his

2nd Blue by 9 a.m.    He leans on the fire-escape

in crude deshabille    Most certainly one of

the  great deceivers   I wonder where he was

at 15       Where were you?


I was searching for water beneath the Antarctic

ice shelf   where  unborn rivers   run free



Now in the middle of the journey of our life

I came into myself in a dark wood

where the straight way was lost      (Dante Alighieri  The Inferno)



Fall 2013

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