A tax accountant is giving advice to a client And my soul is dying Outside, the sun is too feeble To melt the snow. Inside it is cold And hollow. If I was a bird I would migrate. I’m a poet. I stare off into space. And listen To second hand Tax advice . . […]
1. In residential districts, the laurel is grown high and trimmed to a dense hedge delineating this-is-mine, while insisting the-street-must-not-see- what-I-have: the laurel celebrates a separation from one’s fellow citizens. And these flimsiest of laurels you seek are surely a dim shadow of celebrity: the worship of vacuous shape-shifters, human beings manipulated, Photoshopped by paid […]
viscous blue winds drive whitesnakes ‘cross Deerfoot in front of us and you say: Sheesh, dude, this is a cruel day the heater blows lukewarm vulcanized rubber fumes into the cab as the radio plays stereo Christian Country Classics, it’s a giddy heady mix, possibly hallucinatory, you say: Jesus loves Deerfoot in winter and whitesnakes […]
He never knew the language of water, the tragedies of ocean, the comfort of tides For him the earth was rock: obsidian the mother of tears gone to glass, fixed in his face and squinting like a far-sighted sailor For him the breasted hills waited, nippled and nervous for slow unbandaging of darkly creviced gems, […]
Wolverine snowshuffles slow on your track guessing by geiger counter How should he know your doorway shines on the thirty-fourth floor of downtown cowtown? “Women Repaired, Recharged†the signboard visible to nine-dimensional woman II Your daughters cherish you: as broken dolls, we first took in the mountains from your windows A glass eye still is […]
