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The Newfoundland orphange playground.

Then asleep in the stiff nunnery’s bed.

The train was stalled at Portage and Main.

‘Just around then my marriage fell apart.’

The pea garden was not just her hobby,

but a metaphor for memory and loss:

when the river ice breaks up in April,

I discover my father kept a mistress.

A journal the other woman’s daughter found

in a cedar chest full of baby clothes

was the story of a woman’s courage

and how a war wound kept a man alive.

In the Stamford, Ontario, archives,

a historical oddity is unearthed

and chased into Mediterranean hills —

where they’ve never endured a real winter.