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Sport 35: Winter 2007

Love Poem for — a Volcano

Love Poem for
a Volcano

To love a volcano is to love
shapes at dusk.
To love largeness.
It is a love seldom spoken of
but I have known men
to write furtively of sulphur dioxide
and utter words like 'phreatomagmatic'.
Hands on pack straps.
Eyes into the craters.