TV Hockey - by
Players, humped as oxen, brood in boxes;
/ One by one stumble from their cages
/ (Lift of gulls, swing and loop and lag
/ And…
Canadian poetry
Under The Sun - by
Rain is the merging of cool air with warm
/ under general conditions of humidity. Try to remember
/ it has nothing to do…
Gophers - by
Dirt divers, you pop up, fast and fleshy weeds. We turn
/ our ankles where you’ve been and bust your heads
/ for fun.
Found - by
The Birds of British Columbia
/
/ From The Birds of British Columbia (4) Upland Game Birds.
/ Victoria British Columbia Provincial Museum, 1971
/
/ In no…
Nocturnal Migrants - by
Another gravity. I am on my way
/ to the bathroom, the dream in my head still
/ struggling not to die into the…
Domestic Animals - by
that blue
/ blush rising in the snow and the dog
/
/ follows his nose into a drift …
Utter - by
Utmost, remote. To be there
/ when pain finds words. That place
/ past place where history goes mute and myth
/ withers. Where the only…
Letter To Heather: On The Line - by
Dear Heather,
/
/ What can I say about the line? The line
/ returns, always, to its starting point: it is
/ a question of margins,…
I’ve Seen Some Lonely History - by
I’ve seen some lonely history
/ shivering in the cold
/ of Paris November streets
/
/ snow on the edge of the embankment
/ along the Ile Saint…
Western Landscapes - by
Western landscapes: the prairie, the wayward
/ wind, the long line of horizon, smudged
/ when dust begins to rise: it takes
/ will power, stubborn…
The Story As I See It - by
If I say, my arms cast out in this southern exposure,
/ this is all we have for making: sudden grace…
Here, Or There, Or Elsewhere - by
Yesterday I went for the second time to the Crystal Palace… It seems as if only magic could have gathered…