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Patrick White (September l5, l948 / Campbell River, British Columbia, Canada)
Poems of Patrick White
| 441. | Not Even The Light | 5/17/2012 |
| 442. | Not Imitating Anything Within Myself | 5/28/2012 |
| 443. | Not Interested In The Brand Name Of Your Audience | 6/30/2012 |
| 444. | Not Quite Dawn | 2/6/2012 |
| 445. | Not Sitting Here Trying To Flint Knap The Splinters Of A Mirror | 8/28/2012 |
| 446. | Not To Be With You | 5/11/2012 |
| 447. | Not With The Eye, But Through It | 8/1/2012 |
| 448. | Now Halcyon Seas | 9/6/2012 |
| 449. | O Igneous Rose | 5/17/2012 |
| 450. | O Little Sister | 2/13/2012 |
| 451. | O My Mother, O My Father | 2/16/2012 |
| 452. | O No Witness To Me | 7/7/2012 |
| 453. | O Sweet Freedom | 2/14/2012 |
| 454. | O This Morning More Than Ever | 2/20/2012 |
| 455. | O, Yes, The Stillness Comes All In One Wave, One Caress | 1/19/2013 |
| 456. | Obliterations Of Beauty And We Weep | 7/12/2012 |
| 457. | Obvious Crowns | 4/8/2012 |
| 458. | Old Gate Off Its Hinge | 1/24/2012 |
| 459. | Old Sorrow, I've Forgotten Your Name | 11/15/2012 |
| 460. | On Into The Next Dimension | 2/22/2012 |
No Matter How Far
No matter how far into the past the star travels,
plunging its white fingers into the expanding womb of the past
to pull its own damp head out of convulsive space,
it will never find a beginning, the widening cleft between two thoughts
opening like a mouth full of silence, a sluice gate of thick water,
a dark prelude, the first letter alpha breaking like an eye
out of the eclipsed envelope into a splendour of light
to hang its jewel, its dropp of flammable water
from the i
