Timothy Murphy: Twice Cursed

Bristling with fallen trees
and choked with broken ice
the river threatens the house.
I’ll wind up planting rice
if the spring rains don’t cease.
What ancestral curse
prompts me to farm and worse,
convert my woes to verse?


from The Deed of Gift (1998) (p.21)

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