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Janet Charman


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snowing down south

warm breath
breathed out of
our bodies
into the overnight air
and condensed to
an ice crust
on the glass

with a sodden mitten tip
push plates
of glitter lace
across the surface
to make an opening
where the ghost price of
home kill veal 4/6 is

showing that
in an earlier
incarnation
our kitchen
was a butcher shop

we knew there was a colder place

 

Janet Charman


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Last updated 11 May 2001