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A Bewitchery of Words and Natural and Mythic Worlds – The New Poems of Nova Scotian Poet Anne Simpson

IN THE TEDIUM I go into days and nights, one after the other. A cup set down, a scraped chair. Outside, a coyote, tangled yelps. Moon, the way it lies on snow. Snakebite blue. I get up, stone. I sit down, stone. King of morning, noon, night. Eat each stone, spit it out. This is […]