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Papa Pancho

Reforms, contradictions, and the Church

All Over the Map

In riding politics, the only common factor seems to be idiosyncrasy

This Dear Green Place

Our latest last best hope

 

Black Rock Beach

 

A thousand angry horses

foaming at the mouth.

 

Behind them is a haven:

the stretching disc

 

where grey Atlantic sea

meets grey Atlantic sky.

 

Elysium.

 

The beasts reject this refuge

choosing, instead, to face

 

the obstinate rocks.

One by one, spines twist

 

and recoil — water, as always,

turning back on itself.

David Huebert works, lives and writes in Halifax. His poetry and fiction have appeared in journals such as Event, Matrix, Existere, Vallum and The Antigonish Review.

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