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    A Split In The Water
    A Split In The Water
    A Split In The Water
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    A Split In The Water

    By Candice James

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    116 poems by Candice James originally released in print by Fiddlehead Poetry Books1979 . Now released in e-book format by Silver Bow Publishing. Candice James became Poet Laureate of New Westminster BC and serve 2 three year terms 2010-2016 and was awarded the title Poet Laureate Emerita in Nov 2016 by the City..

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSilver Bow Publishing
    Release dateMar 4, 2017
    ISBN9781927616475
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      A Split In The Water - Candice James

      A Split In The Water

      By Candice James

      License Notes

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      Copyright © 2017 Silver Bow Publishing

      Layout/Design: Candice James

      All rights reserved including the right to reproduce or translate

      this book or any portions thereof, in any form

      E-BOOK ISBN 978-1-927616-47-5

      Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication

      James, Candice, 1948-, author

      A Split In The Water / by Candice

      James, Poet Laureate Emerita, New Westminster, BC, Canada.

      ISBN 978-1-927616-47-5 (e-book)

      Silver Bow Publishing

      Box 5 - 720 Sixth St.,

      New Westminster, BC

      CANADA V3L 3C5

      Email: info@silverbowpublishing.com

      Website: www.silverbowpublishing.com

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      Acknowledgements

      I continue to thank my mentor Fred Cogswell (1917-2004) for his encouragement in my

      early days of writing poetry and for publishing my first book A Split In The Water

      (Fiddlehead Poetry Books 1979).I also thank all who have crossed my path on my poetic

      journey. Each and every one of them has influenced my life and my writing; some in

      major ways and others in minor ways, but each of them has had an effect on my poetry

      .~ Candice James

      Table of Contents

      Whose Footprints

      He Knows

      A Double Bladed Brush

      Waves Washing

      Mind Diagrams

      Sensations in Bright

      Casual Thoughts

      Magic Mirror

      Strange Familiar Residence

      Mirror Exchange

      Walking

      System

      Small Portions

      Broken-Winged Lament

      All Dressed Up With Nowhere to Go

      Mistrial

      Test Drive

      Belated Spring

      Sleeping Searchlight

      Centrefold

      Night Network

      The Long Walk

      Looking Back

      Decibel Rhythm

      Disco Fever

      Raw Red Nightmare

      Screaming Streamers

      Neptunian Dreams

      Silver Dreams of the Seventh Dimension

      A Split in the Water

      Jet Lag

      The Promised Land

      Life Line

      A Slight Miracle

      The Unreleased

      Snow Violets

      Un-arrested

      Golden Green Eyes

      A Fool’s Fool

      Bleeders

      Focal Point

      Sun Touching

      Surrenders

      The Devouring

      Fragrances

      The Consummation

      Colder

      Trick Gambler

      Hairline Fracture

      Colours of Confession

      Going Broke

      Act Four - Scene Final

      Rosebuds and Snowflakes

      Advance Loan

      Final Phase

      Halfway Exits

      Casualty

      Splitting Apart

      Fading Wings

      Born Believers

      Killer

      When It Came

      And the Wound Cries Out

      Human Nightgown

      Fire-Gazing

      The End of a Living Poem

      Undefined

      A Venusian Embrace

      Escapade Ended

      In Need of a Filter

      If You Had Been a Welder

      Tombstone Territory

      The Operation’s a Success

      Wall-Eyed Wheels

      Looking for a Reason

      Cameo Consort

      Supernatural Story

      Leftovers

      Split Second View

      Cold Hands, Cold Heart

      Redemption in Red

      Each Night

      Lost

      Sacrifices

      Flowers

      Dream Drifting

      Blue Days

      Actions

      Bible Story

      Graven Images

      Entrances

      The Absence of Sound Wave

      A Song is a Song

      Temporary Jailbird

      Windows, Cupboards and Bizarre Brown Chairs

      Silent Dream

      Ninety-Six Eyes

      Tarantula Trek

      Replacements

      A City Sleeping

      Iceberg Horses

      Artificial Eyes

      Alive for a Day

      Music Spheres

      Many Dreams Ago

      Suspension Bridge

      Bathroom Blues

      Sewn

      The Winds of Change

      Covered Clues

      Blotters

      Showers and Dust

      Fragmented Atom

      Where Is There?

      These Wolves

      Shake the Dice

      Whose Footprints?

      Our footprints run parallel

      In a criss-cross pattern of need.

      Cinnamon-stick characters

      Strolling through bakeries

      Imprisoned in apple pie scenes.

      Structures of flour harden to ice cubes

      In ovens that self-destruct.

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