Margaret Atwood
CPC Readings
Friday, January 16, 1976
Museum of Contemporary Art
Poetry by Margaret Atwood
For Archeologists Continue reading
Made with blood, with coloured
dirt, with smoke, not meant
to be seen but to remain
there hidden, potent
in the dark…
Morning in the Burned House Continue reading
In the burned house I am eating breakfast.
You understand: there is no house, there is no breakfast,
yet here I am.