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    Dead Shadows
    Dead Shadows
    Dead Shadows
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    Dead Shadows

    By Daniel Sloate

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    Daniel Sloate (1931-2009) was a prolific poet, playwright and translator.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherGuernica
    Release dateJan 1, 1982
    ISBN9781550713985
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      Dead Shadows - Daniel Sloate

      DANIEL SLOATE

      DEAD SHADOWS

      Guernica

      Toronto – Buffalo – Lancaster (U.K.) 1982, 2012

      Dead Shadows

      is the eleventh volume

      in the Essential Poets series

      published by Guernica Editions.

      This book is for the persons who, from near or far, have encouraged me in my work: Robert, Laurence, Charles, Wafter, John, Roland, Cosimo, Alain, François, Patrick, Frank, Eloi, Ken, Dave, Denis, André, and Antonio; Elspeth, Shirley, Marilyn, Françoise, Suzanne, Irène, and Joanne.

      Contents

      DEAD SHADOWS

      Prologue

      This woman wished my death

      I met Prince in his borrowed eyes

      Daylight was endured in mushroom impatience

      Sick against a tree

      Summer followed me down a path I know well

      We built a little theatre

      Down the street between the cliffs

      One summer it rained every day

      I was grazing in the pasture

      Prince was writing in the dust

      Prince walked to the cliffs

      I struggled with a demon in the woods

      This music is a lash, he said

      Part of the sickness was the sperm of the city

      One summer the waters came swirling

      Christ came into the room where I was sleeping

      At dusk one day the streets turned old

      Leaf-stricken trees dirged Prince's absence

      WORDS FROM A CASTLE

      The castle's stones stumble in the sun

      The belly of the monster

      From the bartizan

      Balistraria upon nightmare

      Where once flesh toiled ivy gropes

      I heard the castle splash

      The mist burned in spirals from the windows

      The huge voice of the stones

      Against a balustrade of mist

      The baroque dagger of the sun

      In a rusting flower lay the dagger

      The garden is uncertain

      I found a chamber thronging with music

      A phantom quartet was playing

      The pauses in your music

      One room is a woman

      A green voice, a rose

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