WORLD VOICES

THIS IS THE ONE WHO WILL LEAVE
  BY KERRY HARDIE


Contents

Home
Introduction
Dedication
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Thrush
Last Swim of the Day
Negation
The Satin Gown
October
Protecting the Buds
She Will Try Again to
     today,Recover Again

The Rough and the Smooth
A man died in the valley
     today,

What Happened to the
     Soviet Union

After the Prize
Porcelain Man
Being Here
Fear
On Reading Michael
     Longley's Snow Water

Reflection
Waning
Emigration Photo
California
Letter from the Old World
     to a Brother in the New

Sky
Domestic War
Grace
Freda Kahlo Goes Native
All Saints

World Voices Home

The Literary Explorer
Writers on the Job
Books Forgotten
Thomas E. Kennedy
Walter Cummins
Web Del Sol



All Saints

Bracken like damp fox-pelts—
a peddler's chilly jest—
and the old saints burn for the new young saints
flaring red in the west.

The old saints roar for the new young saints
with the cattle's hunger-cry,
but the new saints are bright with the last of the light
and the moon's on her back in the sky.

The old saints and the new young saints
have danced on the blade of the knife—
the old saints are lepping the Samain fires,
the new saints are lepping from life.