Poetry
moon-sliver
Same sliver of moon we saw in Paris leaning over the Louvre, / shadows on the waters of the Seine. / Same trace of an angel, too, in the unlit gibbous. /...
love poem
Your brother has left his wife fallen / for a younger woman we / could be watching the rerun of a made- / for-TV movie right now only the hinge plot /...
library book sale
At first glance, the used-book sale / is a swathe of hope, all those / rumoured-to-be-lost words / laid out in their innate fluorescence, / basking in the eyes of strangers /...
impact
One passenger believed it was her husband, / the ship’s jolt just another expression of their love. / Others thought it was an earthquake / or a mishap in the galley— /...
slip
fall backwards repeat the past / try to hang onto the present close your eyes / on the edge of saying something, chaos / tiptoe / matter divides the brain, frayed neuron...
wishing well
My fist holds as many coins / as I can carry. All are stamped with the Queen’s effigy; / Elizabeth, D. G. Regina, the resident of pockets, / a woman I’ve never...
Matrimony
i. The Mud Wife / / A green thumb for certain, though / a poor hand with a broom. She limps / when it rains, but fears the fire in /...
Sleepingblue
The night before I leave there is a storm. Wind, a train / down Nevsky that runs past us before we can turn / to see what it is. Street dirt bites...
windfarm
West of Fort Macleod, where Highway 3 / twists through the Foothills toward the Crowsnest Pass / row upon row of huge metal pillars / have been erected on the ridgelines, or...