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Margaret Atwood

(18 November 1939 / Ottawa, Ontario)

Morning in the Burned House


In the burned house I am eating breakfast.
You understand: there is no house, there is no breakfast,
yet here I am.
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  • Mimi Brown (8/6/2009 2:00:00 PM)

    If you have ever read Margaret Atwood's prose, you will know exactly where this comes from.Cat's Eye comes to mind. She knows the pain and wonder of memories. How everything from the past maybe gone but still you persist to see how it has made you.
    Atwood is my favorite author bar none. (Report) Reply

  • J L (9/21/2007 8:29:00 AM)

    This poem always makes me thing of the character of Goldie Locks in the 3 Bears story. (Report) Reply

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