Fall 2009 • Vol. XXXI No. 4 PoetryOctober 1, 2009 |

Les Effarés

Dark, in the mist and snow, At the great lighted basement window,    Their bums gathered round, Kneeling, five little ones—hopeless!— Study the baker making the dense    White bread They see the strong white arm knead The gray dough and place it in the vivid    Mouth of the oven. They listen to the fine bread baking. The Baker coarsely smiling    Snuffles an old tune. They huddle together, none stirs, By the low red window's breath of air,    Warm as a breast. When for some midnight snack, Molded like a little cake,    The bread is brought out, When, under the smoky joists, The fragrant crusts    Sing with the crickets, How this warm hole Breathes life, delighting their souls    Beneath their tattered garments, They can so strongly feel their own existence, The poor frozen Jesuses,    All staying put, Jamming their little pink muzzles Against the grille, they snuffle    Through the

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John Kinsella
John Kinsella's recent books of poetry include Firebreaks (WW Norton, 2016), Jam Tree Gully (WW Norton, 2012) which won the Australian Prime Minister's Award for Poetry and the Judith Wright Calanthe Award, and Sack (Picador, UK, 2014). He is an Extraordinary Fellow of Churchill College, Cambridge University and Professor of Literature and Environment at Curtin University.

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