Monthly Archives: January 2018

Vancouver

(heading to)
over great waves in the sky
a beach ball in the Kingston crowd
shape of the killer whale – chanting

Canadian expectation
towards an empty stage
as the the plane travels for Vancouver
scans the ocean shore – hoping

but the same can be said here in
North Bay – where people comment on the
common (elusive to me) moose
eating road salt along the 11 highway

(No)
i do not expect to see killer whales
rubbing their bellies on the ocean shoreline floor
(as common) as an indoor dog
rubbing itself across living room carpet

yet the cheering in my mind
will be aimed at the empty stage
as the right wing tips down and exposes the water
shuffles towards the microphone tower
listening….

drops below the clouds
guided by a voice to the runway
while on the shoulders above luggage
wild dogs lick and snap at themselves
fighting the touchdown lineup to the
exit.

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FRITZ

pulling off socks she curses Adam
calling him a ‘Fritz Kärfve’
and is disgusted by tan lines
after a day at the beach trying to conform to loneliness.
adam says nothing putting the snorkel in the closet
listens to her as any good husband should
wondering how to make a compromise and end the
shouting – one sided

“would an hour in the backyard garden do?
sunbathe and I will stand guard by the gate.”

the sock hurtles venom
sopping hits the side of the door
rattles the snorkel
and before Adam can sigh
pinch his sinuses or look up from exhaustion
Eve once again swears ‘FRITZ!’
-storming out of the room.

Fritz Kärfve was a Swedish painter(1880 – 1967)


wife n’ i
drove 11 down
into North
Bay

asking
‘hill? what hill?”

other end of town
to Cochrane
or
perhaps Air
port
chasing the lost radioed
jets to
22

when you live nowhere
north only here
you reference south
Toronto as
tho
perhaps you were talking
American

you

lose

perspective of the nothingness.

you n i
we’ve bounced around
seen hills like
6 into Waterdown
Oak
hills down into
Stirling
the rock cut
of
an Irish border
line….

so a big hill is a big hill
but
it’s not the big
hill.

we take turns doing
small things
little
ventures
out of
the lime
light

Ontario across
Kingston
down through
Roblin
pass shopping malls
shop in
malls like Maple
View
see a rock star
such as
a green tuked
Kerman

and then head back to North Bay

these are not big ventures

but then again

it’s enough to say
we get
out of the
house
watch small
squirrels off
the back
porch

knowing

these squirrels
will follow you
anywhere
you
go……


Until It’s Your Time

until it’s time – you’re invincible
swallow fear and drive the granite route
iron flow ice frozen along 11 in gold
turning ocean blue/green as you pass hidden limestone.
dancing ghosts through the blue spruce
farm fields sucking the life of winter.
leave Toronto and the grease over salted
come back to the wilderness of white
and tho you may miss the excitement of a larger town;
know you made it between both

until it’s your time – you’re invincible


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