<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
	xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"
	>

<channel>
	<title>The Garden Statuary</title>
	<atom:link href="http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com</link>
	<description>UBC Undergraduate Journal of English</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Thu, 02 May 2013 03:40:41 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<language>en-US</language>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.5.1</generator>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Like a Sauna Choked with Incense&#8221; by Christopher Evans</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1037</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1037#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:14:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1037</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Like a Sauna Choked with Incense poem by Christopher Evans after Michael Ondaatje’s “Sweet Like a Crow” Your hair is like molasses spilled down the front of a new white stove, like the synchronized thrum of forty-two wren’s wings, like a sepia photograph of turtlenecked children Like a drink thrown in serious weather, a mahogany [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1037</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Listening and Relistening: An Outside Account of Mental Illness&#8221; creative nonfiction by Sarah Ens</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1005</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1005#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:13:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1005</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Listening and Relistening: An Outside Account of Mental Illness creative nonfiction by Sarah Ens August, 2000 Driving home from Saskatchewan, I count fence poles and trace rivers of wheat and green. I breathe out clouds onto the window to dust the giant blue sky and shift to ask Dad, “Why is Brian Wilson lying in [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1005</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Queering Fear&#8221; essay by Tristen Kiri Brudy</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1020</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1020#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:12:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1020</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Queering Fear: The Danger of Normality in J.M. Barrie’s Peter and Wendy and Jeanette Winterson’s Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit academic essay by Tristen Kiri Brudy &#160; Western society, the legal system and families are traditionally geared to protect children in order to properly prepare them for life as adults. The idea of putting [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1020</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Visual Art by Lucas Glenn Co.</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1025</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1025#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:11:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1025</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Library Card Series visual art by Lucas Glenn Co. dimensions: 5&#215;7&#8243; medium: paper on card The library card series is an ongoing collage project done on index and library cards. I form the compositions by taking content from a large and growing archive of print sources. The works represent the implementation of outside sources in [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1025</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;My City&#8221; fiction by Sam Becker</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1011</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1011#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:10:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1011</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[My City fiction by Sam Becker &#160; My eyes were covered in razor wire just before I threw myself against the pavement. My hands are already bound with parchment. The India ink sticks firmly to my wrists and some is in my lungs as well. I will meet no one here. I have watched many [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1011</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Even a Broken Clock Is Right Twice a Day&#8221; by Michael Prior</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1027</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1027#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:09:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1027</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Even a Broken Clock Is Right Twice a Day poem by Michael Prior &#160; Remember the seasons, when they were seasons? The hands of a stopped clock —the precision of your agenda. Consider the road kill accumulating through the afternoon: rats, rabbits, squirrels, an abandoned conscience turning fallow on the highway; the birch trees streaming [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1027</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Lax k&#8217;naga dzol&#8221; and &#8220;gyiyaaks&#8221; photos by Tristan Ignas Menzies</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1040</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1040#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:08:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1040</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Lax k&#8217;naga dzol&#8221; Photography by Tristan Ignas Menzies &#8220;gyiyaaks&#8221; Commentary These images were taken in Tsimshian traditional territory and are part of my own ongoing project of considering the identity of the Northwest Coast and the ways that this land is perceived in the popular eye. Whether mediated by news about environmental concerns or economic [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1040</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Humanity as History, Not Science&#8221; academic essay by Ainslie Fowler</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1094</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1094#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:07:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1094</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Humanity as History, Not Science: The Reconstruction of Culture through Crake’s Misanthropy in Margaret Atwood’s Oryx and Crake essay by Ainslie Fowler &#160; Margaret Atwood’s novel Oryx and Crake oscillates between the post-apocalyptic world of Snowman and the Crakers and the disparate communities of the Compounds and the Pleeblands. Atwood’s pre-apocalyptic setting is an extreme [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1094</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Dirty Chai&#8221; fiction by Karen Hugdahl Meyer</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1080</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1080#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:06:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1080</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Dirty Chai fiction by Karen Hugdahl Meyer &#160; The smell of coffee is thick and the whirring sound of metal blades grinding beans lends an industrial feel to this old-style European café that sits a few blocks from the university where Griffin works in Vancouver. The university campus sits on the edge of a bluff [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1080</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Jupiter&#8221; by Karen Hugdahl Meyer</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1031</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1031#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:05:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1031</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Jupiter poem by Karen Hugdahl Meyer A boy dreams of outer space makes a rocket ship from a cardboard box. He is a small planet orbiting his sister— the sun at the centre of his universe. He asks how to spell Jupiter. She sounds the “J” j-j-jutting out her jaw draws a hook in the [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1031</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Acheron River&#8221; painting by Lily Jones</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1046</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1046#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:04:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1046</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Acheron River&#8221; painting by Lily Jones acrylic, plaster, on canvas 48&#8243; x 48&#8243; Commentary In Greek mythology, the dead were ferried across the Acheron by the boatman, Charon, to the underworld. With &#8220;Acheron River&#8221;, I wanted to explore the relationship we have with these fantastical stories and how they are echoed in the present world [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1046</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Tomato&#8221; by Maia Nichols</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1034</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1034#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:03:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1034</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Tomato poem by Maia Nichols into some swamp land dream scape I trudged with a small wooden paddle and some grape juice for the morning, not looking back or harnessing any of the uncertainty that was collecting dust in my den back home, naïve yet with a slightly sour aftertaste, like the grapes growing on [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1034</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;From the Top&#8221; photo by Gabrielle Lieberman</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1051</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1051#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:02:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1051</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;From the Top&#8221; photo by Gabrielle Lieberman Commentary This is from an intersection in San Francisco, California, when my cousin was giving a driving tour of the city. As we got to this stop I stood up from the back seat, fascinated at the steepness of the hill in front of us – and snapped [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1051</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Music by Gnomadics</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1084</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1084#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:00:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1084</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Gnomadics Music by Ben Collins (Vocals, Guitar), Liam Kendall (Vocals, Bass), Max Wainwright (Guitar) and Devon Parkin (Drums) &#160; Step in Here (single) &#160; Elliot&#8217;s Echo (single) &#160; The Explorer (single) &#160;]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1084</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>About Our Contributors</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1074</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1074#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Mar 2013 05:50:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.2]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=1074</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[About Our Contributors &#160; Sam Becker is a fourth-year English Honours student who will probably be graduating soon. He has probably talked to you about William Blake and then tried to make a joke. Sarah Ens moved from small-town Manitoba to Vancouver in 2010 and is currently in her first year of the UBC Creative [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=1074</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Visual Art by Michelle Nguyen</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=663</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=663#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 16:14:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.1]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=663</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Visual Art by Michelle Nguyen This series is a work of mixed media that combines photographs printed on acetate and paper collage. By constructing temporary and imaginary monuments within existing spaces, their purposes are to allow one to grasp a better understanding of the correlation between space and place. (click to enlarge images) &#160;]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=663</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Herd&#8221; poem by Kate Radford</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=675</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=675#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 16:13:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.1]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=675</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Herd poem by Kate Radford I have taken shelter from my kind among slow trees in the glen. Shaded from white cloud-light by waxy leaves – some spined, some smooth – layered in shades of green whittling the weak light to bright points of white. Underneath here is wind and the second-hand rain (a morning's [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=675</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Re-verseing Space/Creating Norma(lcy)&#8221; essay by Daniel Swenson</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=776</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=776#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 16:12:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.1]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=776</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Re-verseing Space/Creating Norma(lcy) essay by Daniel Swenson &#160; The 1950s exist in a space of contemporary thought that is stagnant and unchanging in time. The popular American images of poodle skirts, brylcreem, plastic bracelets and aviators reinforce and reward an image of gleaming surface. Heteropatriarchal gender roles were not just mere scripts that people noted [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=776</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Keats’s &#8216;The Eve of St. Agnes:&#8217; A Consumerist Fantasy&#8221; essay by Allison Birt</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=689</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=689#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 16:11:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.1]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=689</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Keats’s &#8220;The Eve of St. Agnes&#8221;: A Consumerist Fantasy essay by Allison Birt &#160; Nineteenth century London witnessed an exponential increase in the number and variety of shops available to its citizens. Goods from Britain’s growing colonial empire and increasingly sophisticated manufacturing sector filled these shops with ready-made luxury items that were very popular among [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=689</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;forced feels&#8221; poem by Emma Wilson</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=678</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=678#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 16:10:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.1]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=678</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[forced feels poem by Emma Wilson peelings on the table must be brushed off with a quick hand and collected by the other. roughness of orange remnants must be scrubbed with equal roughness. calluses scrape the surface, fingernails knead dirt in the kitchen and the garden. * other fingers need my skin to trace the [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=678</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;In Case of Emergency, Go Out to Sea&#8221; photo by Cyrus Sie</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=710</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=710#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 16:09:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.1]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=710</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;In Case of Emergency, Go Out to Sea&#8221; photo by Cyrus Sie Commentary Taken in Beirut, a reminder that sometimes the best plans are the simplest ones.]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=710</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;What is Possible&#8221; poem by Michael Warne</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=670</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=670#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 16:08:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.1]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=670</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[What is Possible poem by Michael Warne Close fall bark. Walking through the woods, I can’t help but wonder: do I make this much sound in the city? Door closing, keys falling, barking. I&#8217;m only now noticing the way couch potatoes grow eyes and roots, and how bookworms never crawl.]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=670</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;Hug&#8221; painting by Brianna Klassen</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=703</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=703#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 16:07:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.1]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=703</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Hug&#8221; painting by Brianna Klassen 2012 acrylic on wood Commentary Two figures locked in an embrace express the fear and acceptance of disconnection.]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=703</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>&#8220;The Things Our Mouths Know&#8221; poem by Jessica Vugteveen</title>
		<link>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=676</link>
		<comments>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=676#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 16:06:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue #2.1]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?p=676</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[The Things Our Mouths Know poem by Jessica Vugteveen Samson met Delilah at a party, drunk on wine, after he’d pulled down a temple full of Philistines. He knew her name before he’d asked, another talent from the Lord, and the name opened like a flower on his tongue, De&#8230;lie&#8230;lah, the petals curling in his [...]]]></description>
		<wfw:commentRss>http://www.thegardenstatuary.com/?feed=rss2&#038;p=676</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>
