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The Retreat

"The stray corpse of a snowman
sinks into the mud. The rain has stolen
his face and a testimony melts in his mouth"


The Obligatory Snow Poem

I have spent the afternoon in 1961,
and out on the quad I think I witness
Adolf Eichmann building a snowman.


So it goes.

I stand amongst a wreath
of antlered trees.
The hills, cave-coloured,
blue with rain, seem
to sway like kelp.



I dreamt about my uncle's death last night.
Not about my uncle. He was already dead when the dream started.


I sit in the trees
that are made from amber glass,
making notes, and think of another tree
growing in Jerusalem
for those who invented God.


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This is full of such

Posted on Sat, 06 Feb 2010

This is full of such gorgeous imagery, Maddie - and it's very atmospheric. I love: 'blossom sketched against bark; fragmentary blooms suddenly full,' Magic xxxRead full comment

Posted in april that year..