Poetry
sitting with my uncle
I can recall sitting with my uncle / that west end macdonalds / watching him smoke colts / sipping yesterday coffee / listen/talk that bush / camp story / piled on top...
pomegranate
Persephone drags / her hands along the tunnel wall, casually / staining herself. Her milky skin / illuminates, announces her / among the dead, their skin vague, and grey. / /...
Weather Warning
Chinook winds gusting to 80 km/h / This afternoon the wind's / on a barometric rush / ripping the last brown leaves from November poplars / beguiling the litmus-pink / out of...
The Uncertainty of Machines
“It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It / flies, it tells, and worst of all, it runs out.” – Markus Zusak / /...
Thermodynamics
Energy can be neither created nor destroyed. / A body at rest tends to stay at rest, a badger / wintering beneath the porch. A body in motion / tends to stay...
He Used it to Button the Jacket
the day my stepfather cut his thumb / off, he walked into the garden / where my mother was dead-heading the Little Lulus / asked her to help him find it in...
the animals dream (1)
“What do geese dream of? / Of maize.” / -Sigmund Freud, The Interpretation of Dreams / / inside his salty shelter the badger smells himself. / he is the entombed pharaoh...
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If we stand together beside the lake…
If we stand together beside the lake / on a spring afternoon, the breeze / will hold out its many cool hands / to greet us. And if we lie / down,...
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Dog-star on the brain
Barometric saraband: triple-time dance of the thermometer, heat / palpitations. / You fumble for meaning in sweat & inevitability; damp sheets, / inexhaustible sheep & sleep / is a backwards counting of...