untitled poem by Bob MacKenzie I have held the rim's curve, Fingertipping, And have hung so, wheelbound, Fasterclipping, Peered beyond my fingers, Spied the scarmarks On the other side's face, Painted starsparks And moons of blue and dead. Come now, come late, I have held this rim's curve - This paper plate. published: Alive, Volume 3, Number 4, Whole Number 23, Spring 1972 The Tower, 1972 Stimulus, March 1973 Pine's the Canadian Tree [anthology], 1974 |