This is the 1998 series of monthly Newsletters featuring staff- penned, original poetry and prose.
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copyright Barry Stagg 1998
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FOGBOUND
When you tramp
Under the full moon,
When you walk
Under the negative light,
When you move through cities
In the full moon in the fog,
I will hear you.
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Against sleep,
Against it all,
Heart full,
Full of healthy blood.
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DAWN
In the night minutes
Before daylight,
In your warmth
I make pure love
To you
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We are tenderness
In a union
Of viscera and soul.
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Lovers in the fleeing dawn.
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CONFECTION FOR A SPRING MORNING
Aside:
As I write this profundity
I am struck
By the beauty of the women
Crossing the Danforth
In the Sunday snow flurries.
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Love is transcendent.