By Amanda Jernigan Amanda Jernigan
They billow from a hillside in Cha’am.   
Together, they are more than plural:   
the planet’s darkest song, a tongue,   
a serpent muscling air apart,   
a dire banner come unfurled,   
a river flowing wholly from   
the old, mute mountain’s desperate heart,   
the last confession of the world.   
Conceive of each one singly, if you can.

Source: Poetry (December 2005).


This poem originally appeared in the December 2005 issue of Poetry magazine

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December 2005
 Amanda  Jernigan


Amanda Jernigan is a poet, playwright, essayist and editor. Her first collection is Groundwork: poems (Biblioasis, 2011); her poems also appear in Undercurrents: New Voices in Canadian Poetry, edited by Robyn Sarah (Cormorant Books, 2011). She lives and works in Canada with her partner, the artist John Haney.

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