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Scottish air in Chestertown

Air   by Angus Martin   The air is blowing round and round the world. It must be. I’ve breathed this air before and will breathe it again if I’ve that long to live, and can offer   my mouth to it. Tonight it is blowing hard; gates and loosened bits of buildings clatter and [...]

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    Ancestors by Angus Martin All these people at my back, watching me—out there— people clothed in animal skins and others only in body hair, – half animals themselves, poking me with sticks in the soft parts of my unconscious, startling me with sudden mad cries and eliciting responses – that escape my knowledge [...]

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