This poem is taken from PN Review 129, Volume 26 Number 1, September - October 1999.
Two PoemsA History of Distance
A history of distance, of place names on a map,
of an owl dead, its wings splayed and of maggots, flies,
and cattle arranged either side of a fence as
a horse, riderless, then gallops on past towards
three rabbits caught, sawed into two by that combine
harvester's unthinking blades, a bluster of blood,
in the road, across tarmac, across a lack of
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