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The Poetry of Dennis Cooley / 1 A Poem for You, Leaving Winnipeg for three slim summers you wore the burn of land blown lean by the wind’s bend filled with the sun’s bare circle that pulled the darkness from your bloodslow cycle. was it fire for you (from your English air and rain) turning the long bright winters of snow and ice late summers of green/brown heat hard and fast here among us. now you are leaving in the hanging fullness of our August life (palegreen sprouts skinred roots thicken and bulge sweet with juices sucked from earth and sky) and you ask for some words to wear more than the easy talk you have always heard hurt that you found in me (raised in this prairie light) nothing 2 / By Word of Mouth to show / to spare a poem for you nothing to take with you wanting to know and be known. ...

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