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Contents Epigraph 11 A pace that quickens as night goes on 15 The one that calls to me and the one I request by name 18 The ice storm 19 The landscape 20 The landscape 21 The ice storm 22 The forest and the trees 23 Begin by counting sheep,white buds on the plant as they appear 24 In the lack of my voice 26 The ice storm 28 The forest and the trees 29 The birds 30 In the kitchen 31 An unpeaceful symbol 32 The birds 34 The birds 35 The sky a negative of itself:the white days fading 36 The ice storm 38 The ice storm 39 40 The ice storm 41 Winter, reflected in our keen houses 42 As lightning pounds what is dust to the ground 43 The ice storm 44 The birds 45 The ice storm 46 The bird noises that do not acknowledge us talking 47 The ice storm 48 In the kitchen 49 The landscape 50 I can command but not mend from my post in the village in winter 52 The forest and the trees 53 The landscape 54 The lights how they hang, how the night reels with them 56 The landscape 57 The landscape 58 This was so long ago, and this was another time long ago 59 The forest and the trees 60 The ice storm 61 The ice storm [3.144.212.145] Project MUSE (2024-04-23 08:39 GMT) There’s not a wheel that wouldn’t fail to set me in motion 62 The landscape 64 The birds 65 Nothing is dangerous 66 In the kitchen 67 The ice storm 68 The birds 69 Curiosity is one wonder,thunder another 70 The ice storm 71 My breath that asks for air 72 The landscape 74 The forest and the trees 75 In the moments of our minds untangling, each to each 76 The birds 78 The ice storm 79 I don’t like to talk about my taste in music 80 In the kitchen 82 Last night,you said,wait here 83 The birds 84 The birds 85 This page intentionally left blank. ...

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