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No children;
Cold uncoils in the blood;
Science, true, not good
For you. So old,
Suddenly, or so young.
Lyric inside not to be sung.
Plug pulled, screen gone.
Sun out; mind
Bountiful, playing pain.
These are my children
In my head. Unbegotten.
This is to self-forget,
To have the future
Born forgotten.

Source: Poetry (February 2011)

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  • Born in Montreal, poet, editor, and screenwriter Stanley Todd Swift grew up in St. Lambert and Montreal. He earned a BA at Concordia University and an MA and a PhD at the University of East Anglia.
     
    In his formally innovative lyric poems, Swift engages themes of innocence and experience. He is the author of numerous collections of poetry, including Selected Poems (2014),When All my Disappointments Came at Once (2012), England Is Mine (2011), Mainstream Love Hotel (2009), Seaway: New and Selected Poems (2008), and Budavox (1999), among others. With Jason Camlot, he coedited the essay collection Language Acts: Anglo-Québec Poetry, 1976 to the 21st Century (2007). He has edited or co-edited numerous anthologies, including 100 Poets Against the War (2003), Modern Canadian Poets: An Anthology (with Evan Jones, 2010), and Lung Jazz: Young British Poets for Oxfam (with Kim Lockwood, 2012). With Martin Mooney, he coedited Map-Maker’s Colours:...

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