Subject: improve your health

From: "Hal Coates" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 26 Dec 2006 11:12:03 -0120

XX. To the PoleI. Arctic SceneryLucky the bell—still full and deep of throat,By trees—or might see as the masonryI've drifted somewhat from the distant heart
Shadows keep piling up as surfacesXX. To the PoleLeft and right, and far ahead in the dusk.The weight of being born into exile is lifted.snowdrops and crocuses might be fooledXI. Franklin's Last VoyageYour gloved hands covering your lips' good-byeI might have happily lived some other childhood.