My Chosen Landscape.(Poem)

 
My Chosen Landscape 
 
   I am a continent, a violated geography, 
   Yet still I journey to this naked country 
   to seek a form which dances in the sand. 
   This is my chosen landscape. 
 
--Gwendolyn MacEwen 
 
   Sand dunes, interminable deserts, burning winds 
   the night temperatures bitter, a land of grit; 
   and floating above me stars as violent 
   as fire balloons, tactile and brilliant. 
   The all-enveloping sky, a cloak of soot. 
   This is my story, my brief biography. 
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