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Poetry: 1st Place

SFR 2011 Writing Contest

December 7, 2011, 12:00 am
By SFR

The Boundary Waters
By Daniel Bohnhorst




Words tapered off like rain before we rested,
Savoring the lake air, warm within our tent,
Shivering in the echo as a loon nested:
Unearthly language, freed of all intent.

Tell me why I dreamt, then, of firebombed cities,
Bodies rotisseried in stop, drop, and roll
Unable to smother the fuel of memory:
Cathedrals of Dresden. Temples of Tokyo.

Born from the ashes of broken sanctuary,
We cherish the collapsible chapel of a tent.
Mind is a dark reed quickened by the ferry.
Hidden in the pines, our bonfires dance.

 

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