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The Trust Spiral

Restoring faith in the media

Who’s Afraid of Alice Munro?

A long-awaited biography gives the facts, but not the mystery, behind this writer’s genius

Whatever the Cost May Be

Preparing for the fight of our life

The Beach at La Villette

 

At St. Martin’s the stones are celadon,

olive, ochre, and lavender, rose-cream.

 

At La Villette the sands were grey

and pale brown like a tawny fur.

 

The night we walked up from the beach

our shadows strode before us, more defined

 

than our dusk selves. No rocks, no gems,

nothing to carry home with us —

 

but moonlight on the field where, in deep grass,

the small white orchids gleamed like dew.

 

The dog danced on ahead of us.

The road was brilliant as a page;

 

we could have written our names on it.

 

M. Travis Lane went to Fredericton, New Brunswick, in 1960, loved it, became Canadian in 1973. Her 15th collection of poetry, Crossover, will be brought out by Cormorant Press in 2015. A monograph on her work by Shane Neilson, Jan Zwicky and Jeanette Lynes is also coming out shortly.

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