If ever I visit your land,
I better stay clear,
For fear you may mock me.
If ever you search for me,
Look for me in my poetry,
In the honesty of verses,
That flow from within,
Just like hope,
And those that trap,
The change of four seasons,
Are sands wiped by wind,
Like rivers that flow,
Always far away,
Always missing.
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
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