Alford, Edna

English

University of Calgary Journal Hosting

Bur ia l A t Sea, A n Elegy Hanna Tornería your name like a bell rises on memories out of the swell of me though you lie cold. Now when I go to see you I won't see you no won't see you only what remains the delicate shell of your own sea only that not the white and stormy swell of family you were. Edna Alford. F i g u r e - G r o u n d the landscape undermines our distinctions — not those fences merely but our sense of place for the land is neither here nor there or it is there to overflowing so that it is here a little too. and though it does not condescend to diminish our dimensions we nevertheless loom in the foreground too much larger than all the greater beyond impoverished in spite of ourselves by the inflation. Ants Reigo. 

Burial At Sea, an Elegy

https://journalhosting.ucalgary.ca/index.php/ariel/article/download/32319/26372

Burial At Sea, an Elegy

Abstract

Similar works

Full text

Available Versions

University of Calgary Journal Hosting