UPEI SUN Novenber 18, I982

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MYTBDEHTH

King Arthur is still seri-

ously dead,

Round tables fill the cafe- teria,

And pages only fill books.

Romancecxnes fnxneulItalian clown, named Harlequin. Making love is an insult (intercourse off)

Naked body more obscene than a naked blade.

Plastic saints glow in the dark,

And red-suited ones promise toys to spoiled kids

Who is Yahweh? Is God God?

L. M.

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ENGINEER'S HILL NO. 4.

Today is the day all the Engineers are away

Tufts of snow cover the show that summer had given so delightfully

In the soft soft snow mice and bunny tracks criss— cross the hill that

the smnner suns kissed with a passion

The winter is there and it feels so rare to be here to see the last quince rolling down Engineer's Hill.

By Ed Orlowski.

(Just for you PussybCat.) ;

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THE SPORTING LIFE

Warriors go where warriors will, Paying that bloody old butcher's bill. Hell9000 came through Kubrick eyes of grace To break First Law and find the face. Conputer's kodachrone kiss makes life a game where karma is worth , six points(if the ‘\ conversion is good) Touchdown of the' natt— ering nabobs of neg— ativism',means very little, Saint Peter says.

quq. line after line

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LIFEUmflflfimE

Tender mercies reach Molten heart but not before the Fall.

Live through sight and dive through mirrors to find your love.

Dive through eyes of seeing souls,

Light can tell the

mirrored walls.

' mews!

bknmnber 19 - Knife

In the Head. w. Germany 19787”Dir§Etor Reinhard, Hauff. Starring Bruno ‘Canz. A man is shot

Kill the clown and take ‘ | during an anti-ter- the tale. . rorist raid and loses (My love never reaches hisrmamnan speeCh land, and ability to function.

Is he a terrorist, or simply another "harmless citizen?" ,I Novenber 26 - Les

Fleurs Sauva es- canaoa I982.Director Jean—Pierre Lefebvre.Starring Marthe Nadeau. A lyrical, ncwb ing fihn about conflicts and resolutions between generations. Winner, Gold— I en Pahn, Cannes, I982. Jean-Pierre Lefebvre will be in attendance to introduce and discuss hiS“ fihn. ’ _ /’

Though throat-felt heart attains the wounds) —UM

Surfacinp

The expanse of emotions

is as Ereat as the distance between here and there,

where ever there may be.

Mind wanders across your vision like some worn out engine within a metal body

on some lonesome, l beaten dOwn, country road

Black asphalt patches

are like the unpleasant~ blots in your memory.

Blots that needed mending but now seem to marr

an all but beautiful surface of what's happening now.‘

On the quince ligiStill beneath aiblénket of snow.

Thistexpanse goes on, p

as long the road you travel; Cracks and grooves, potholes and bumps,

memories pour forth and 'surface one by one _

as you reach your destination both physically and mentally.

bv: m Arsenault

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A Moment Cherished

'grooves and channels; ;

' .as the wind plays its** .gafies on, across, and” 1._;1 ‘ .down Engineerls-§illeer,flk,

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By Edifierowski.

r..wnen’ I I, f the woods I t 3 Iii; :yy‘ i E with the moon ' vi J . ', g j

shining y 'like a copper pennfi take lonper steps because

tomorrow you may not

take any. by: NM Arsenault

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