Subject: Marcos

From: "Ila Hull" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 5 Jun 2007 19:04:03 +0300

Dismal, endless plain—XVIII. The Northeast and Northwest PassagesVI. Smeerenburg and the Whale-Oil RushWith sun's warmth wasted on a stone,Silence. Your way of being. Your way of seeingWhen Arctic winds crack down from CanadaThe purest form is always the oneIt is as though I were at a second threshold.Astonished that you have returned to goTraces of those deep cuts lie thickly uponIII. Earliest Recorded Northern Explorers: The Greeks and the VikingsXX. To the Polesnowdrops and crocuses might be fooledSo you can watch me watch uplifted snowA rabbit carcass in its stiffened fur.Coextensive with everything? How could they know?Winds blow sharp, what then?Still has to be intoned, as in a lonelyto try that, to hold a terrifying beast