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Behind the Lines

Two depictions of the Great War

Rocket Men

It’s going to be a long, long time

When Suppertime Came

We still don’t know why the Fitzgerald went down

Nearly May and snow

holding to the north side of the barn, grass

sodden with melt, her boots soaked through to bone.

And beside, an open shed tumbling out grey wood,

and the drowning-pond’s treacherous ice

covering its own darkness

below the vista of budded birch and fir, the barn windows

spilling their damp breath.

In the distance the coal cars humped down the...

Pamela Porter’s poems have won the Vallum Magazine Poem of the Year Award, the Prism International Grand Prize for Poetry, the FreeFall Magazine Poetry Prize and the Malahat Review 50th Anniversary Poetry Prize. Her third book of poetry, Cathedral (Ronsdale Press, 2010), was shortlisted for the Pat Lowther Award.

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