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This poem is taken from PN Review 159, Volume 31 Number 1, September - October 2004.

To Those on the Promontory Robert Minhinnick

                The sky is arriving:
                                blood in the egg:
                snow on the ghost train roof.

Do you know what I like about this town?
        Fat Tuesday.
Even when the fair is closed
and these days the fair is usually closed
        it's Fat Tuesday.
Yes that's what I like about this town.

And this morning the sea paved
lilac. After the harrowing night.
                Not an inch of swell
                not a fleck
but the cuttle ashore already in stooks,
                cuttle for sale
                cuttle cuttle
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