Nova Scotians Allby Penelope TippenDedicated to the 229 people whoWe share our borders and winged grief takes flight. Two hundred souls now destined to a common flag where cultures and the barriers they erect and languages that carve the earthscape into disconnected fiefdoms fuse, become a harmony of death, a legacy of mournful choruses united in dark requiem. Anthems of the stars and stripes, the maple leaf and cross are galvanized in waves that pound the shoals ringing in foreverness. Nova Scotians all, eternally to hail the drone of bagpipes whistling through the land that binds them. The lighthouse, now an icon that will guide the sorrows, as currents sweep them out to sea where we will meet them--once again-- tomorrow. |
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