
Poetry



Two Sonnets
i mind is a night wing in the blind atmosphere that sprinkles the ground with its own dust. you are your own muscular witness in a wide station of wandering …
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The Eyes Have It
Just off the trail among the quills of the birches the porcupine had settled, comfortably into its final business. It looked like a fur hat abandoned in the snow melt …
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Oh Canada (as sung on Vancouver Island)
Another spring cracks open on the rocks as the seagull drops living mussels on stone shore, alights to tear the flesh. I know the fierce gull. I know the creature …
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Song for the Song of the Loon
yodelling for no one and / ignoring us, the collectors
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If I Were May
If every event on the calendar went sim-saima-sima-lo with dead leaves and a black boy and a black girl snaking their thighs towards dawn with or without moonlight falling on …
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Summer Solstice
the light stretched and tangy, up on its horse and riding through the ripening meadows, buzzing the leaves and the birds who’ve been at it for hours. Light that in …
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