02450nam 2200613 a 450 991078219770332120230912133443.00-7735-7436-010.1515/9780773574366(CKB)1000000000520673(EBL)3250063(SSID)ssj0000277193(PQKBManifestationID)11221992(PQKBTitleCode)TC0000277193(PQKBWorkID)10233703(PQKB)10015660(CaPaEBR)420365(CaBNvSL)slc00212111 (Au-PeEL)EBL3331788(CaPaEBR)ebr10196800(OCoLC)923233067(DE-B1597)654509(DE-B1597)9780773574366(VaAlCD)20.500.12592/jxfpvt(schport)gibson_crkn/2009-12-01/7/420365(MiAaPQ)EBC3331788(MiAaPQ)EBC3250063(EXLCZ)99100000000052067320040827d2002 uy 0engur|n|---|||||txtccrBefore we had words[electronic resource] /S.P. ZitnerMontreal ;Ithaca McGill-Queen's University Pressc20021 online resource (123 p.)The Hugh MacLennan poetry seriesPoems.0-7735-2449-5 Pages:1 to 25; Pages:26 to 50; Pages:51 to 75; Pages:76 to 100; Pages:101 to 123Words across a Ouija Board: Memory is the mother of the Muses, said the Greeks. What we write are shadows of recollections, fictions growing out of other fictions. But now these words grow out of memory failing, as where and when blanch slowly to perhaps. The two who sheltered from the sudden downpour, hugging close, or woke to each other in the dark, or quarreled hatefully-were they snatches of old stories, or were you once my wife? Death veils you in the features of passers-by, and age makes yellow secrets of our letters, until the past is unalloyed with circumstance, and becomes pure moments of unearned deserving.Hugh MacLennan poetry series.POETRY / CanadianbisacshPOETRY / Canadian.C811/.54Zitner Sheldon P553042MiAaPQMiAaPQMiAaPQBOOK9910782197703321Before we had words3822779UNINA