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Margaret Atwood

Morning in the Burned House

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    But the trick is just to hold on

    through all appearances; and so we do,

    and yes, I know it’s you;

    and that is what we will come to, sooner

    or later, when it’s even darker

    than it is now, when the snow is colder,

    when it’s darkest and coldest

    and candles are no longer any use to us

    and the visibility is zero: Yes.

    It’s still you. It’s still you

    Shapechangers in Winter

    el día que fuimos librosцитує6 місяців тому
    I used to say I’d know you anywhere,

    but it’s getting harder.

    Shapechangers in Winter

    el día que fuimos librosцитує6 місяців тому
    Every cell

    in our bodies has renewed itself

    so many times since then, there’s

    not much left, my love,

    of the originals.

    Shapechangers in Winter

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    The moon

    doesn’t care about its own

    craters and bruises. Only we can regret

    the perishing of the burned place.

    Only we could call it a wound.

    A Fire Place

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    If she were here she would

    reach out her arms towards

    you now, and touch you

    with her absent hands

    and you would feel nothing, but you would be

    touched all the same.

    Girl Without Hands

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    No one can enter that circle

    you have made, that clean circle

    of dead space you have made

    and stay inside,

    mourning because it is clean.

    Girl Without Hands

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    No, they whisper. You own nothing.

    You were a visitor; time after time

    climbing the hill, planting the flag, proclaiming.

    We never belonged to you.

    You never found us.

    It was always the other way round.

    The Moment

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    Everything bad you can imagine

    is happening somewhere else, or happened

    here, a hundred years or centuries

    ago.

    Vermilion Flycatcher,
    San Pedro River, Arizona

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    In the daylight we know

    what’s gone is gone,

    but at night it’s different.

    Nothing gets finished,

    not dying, not mourning;

    Two Dreams, 2

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    Only one day remains,

    the one you’re in.

    A Visit

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    Most will have only one death.

    I will have two.

    Half-hanged Mary

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    Having been hanged for something

    I never said,

    I can now say anything I can say.

    Half-Hanged Mary

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    Before, I was not a witch.

    But now I am one.

    Half-Hanged Mary

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    the one language that has eaten all the others.

    Marsh Languages

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    Sometimes being right—

    though ultimate virtue, by agreed tradition,

    is decided by the winner.

    The Loneliness of the Military Historian

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    The truth is seldom welcome,

    especially at dinner,

    The Loneliness of the Military Historian

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    if it’s selfless

    love you’re looking for,

    you’ve got the wrong goddess.

    Sekhmet, The Lion-Headed Goddess of War, Violent Storms, Pestilence, and Recovery From Illness, Contemplates the Desert in The Metropolitan Museum of Art

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    What did you expect from gods

    with animal heads?

    Though come to think of it

    the ones made later, who were fully human,

    were not such good news either.

    Sekhmet, The Lion-Headed Goddess of War, Violent Storms, Pestilence, and Recovery From Illness, Contemplates the Desert in The Metropolitan Museum of Art

    el día que fuimos librosцитує7 місяців тому
    Why encourage the notion

    of virtuous poverty?

    It’s only an excuse

    for zero charity.

    Hunger corrupts, and absolute hunger

    corrupts absolutely,

    or almost.

    Red Fox

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