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Poem: Households, from Anne-Marie Turza’s The Quiet Add to ...

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“... of unknown origin, perhaps connected to the root of hide (v.).”

– house, the Etymology Dictionary

Have you a house like mine, with doors to other houses?

One cupboard, whenever it’s cracked, smells damply of threes:a roadside cross, snowfall, a bell of glass

ringing darkly in a house from another century.

A boy lives there, with his stranger’s life.

As for mine: it too, ringing darkly.

The job of a house is to have a roof.

And the job of a life? It might be anything,

made of wood or drift or warning.

Anne-Marie Turza

Households is excerpted from Anne-Marie Turza’s debut book The Quiet, published this month by House of Anansi.

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