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Hamish Canham 2008

About the Olden Days

Tell me how water magnified the surfaces of leaves or skittered off. How it spilled from tiles, gargled along gutters, dropped into echoing butts. How earth absorbed and hoarded it in lightless caves, returned it at springs where women left offerings. Talk about cumulus, cirrus, stratus, and watching thunderheads approach: how light thickened from gold […]

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