of hours in
The unicorn held in a ring of pickets
his beard and buckled collar and blood where they caught him.
All around the flowers with the names of Venetian glass
the hellebore and unbidden berries. All around a place
they went to day and night the candles straining the eyes.
Skin softened by wool the sheep in the field the wolf.
At this great distance the horn is the pinnacle
as tall as the beast is rampant its tip a single thread
squinted over an instant still flinching.
Poem of the Week,
Stephanie Bolster edited the 2008 edition of The Best Canadian Poetry in English. Her new book, A Page from the Wonders of Life on Earth, is due out from Brick Books in 2011.
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