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I am in Corner Brook again! It's nice - felt like coming home. I have a view of the forest and a bit of valley, my roommates seem nice (well, the two that I've met do, anyway), the car performed brilliantly on the drive up (full trunk and backseat, hilly terrain, and I still only used one tank of gas between St. John's and Corner Brook... I LIKE my car), I'm feeling sanguine about my math placement exam, and I've spoken with one of my old professors.

:)

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Found: One notebook, containing poems I wrote some time ago and never posted.

This one was written while I was working at Sears, given that I remember writing it in the coffee shop in the mall after work one day:

After work, over a book and
hot chocolate, there were
two women.
Unguessably ancient, like goddesses
who had known each other
when they were still worshipped,
slipped into comfortable coffee-drinking.


I like it. Years later, and I can still picture them exactly.

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Also, a longer poem. I don't like this one as much, but it's funny - I can tell what I was reading at the time, and that I was reading villanelles and other poems with repeating lines.

( To a Man on the Bus )