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The Saturday poem: Polar Route

by Beverley Bie Brahic

Breathless ends with a betrayal, Belmondo
sprinting from a cop
as Seberg runs her thumb across her lower lip
the way Belmondo used to.

If the sky falls now, Chicken Little,
it will fall on Saskatchewan.
Miles below our jumbo’s porthole
one ploughed road, straight as a line

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