From Coach House Press. Both from 1988. Cover designs by Gordon Robertson.
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from p. 76 |
from p. 62 |
someone stopped suddenly someone dreamed
you're somewhere less than perfect
but reading the story |
the white boletus
grows like a cherub, scented
with defunct cedar |
from the back cover: |
from the back cover: |
These poems follow a principle of randonnée ‐
the random and the given of the hunt, the game, the tour.
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the lyric impulse, suspends
the machine of the real
to feed on the possible
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Robin Blaser
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D.G. Jones
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And so for day 1427
09.11.2010