Thursday, October 22, 2015

oil sands





http://www.newsweek.com/trudeau-might-not-be-canadas-climate-savior-385219
https://news.vice.com/article/what-trudeaus-liberal-victory-means-for-canadas-oil-sands







He was hungry; he was ready with strike-through.
Condenza
exposed to the wind; an apple-tree barking.
A destiny propels the ark, its console finisher isn't free.
Rich; with a horror of poverty, or a single assassin, locked to small arms and airports.
He watched his father intelligently, while he spat Patsey's flesh.
Outside the house, the topiary of willow-leaved pear, his wife shaped with clippers.
You cannot come in here like that, he tried to say firmly,
with the elements of fortune and ours.

I shall keep this separate from my other wealth.





[Sort sort of flat-topped Japanese cherry (I'm guessing 'Shirotae', but I won't know till next year), with numerous holes in the leaves, illuminated by a pub spotlight.  N. Swindon 19:37 on 9th October 2015.]

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