Nothing more than abstract ornament,
explanations and discussions
keeping us to ourselves; we were
too petty for anything else. God
and Spirit, man and God again: no
insight into the common denominators.
Stupidity categorized the crews
taking over. In Canada, one was
reduced to waiting; at best,
you sent yourself notes (not poems)
hoping they would stay closed, or
fall open revealing all upon arrival.
You are lost either way. Death
enters your life: a troubadour
strolling through the provincial town.
Each gesture of government singing
the unwanted guest to bed, who is
finishing the last bite of food.
One brought no plans for conversation,
issuing invitations in the dark
he slips from his clothes. The livery
stark amusement, leaving only the arc
of a streetlamp which constellates:
the hard vistas of distant expectation.
- excerpt from The Lost Canadian, Vol. 1, Early Poems Selected, 111 pages, https://www.amazon.ca/Lost-Canadian-Poems-Selected/dp/1533084890 Ebook $7.99. The book is dedicated to Elizabeth Glenny.
- The majority of these poems were written in the early 1970’s, published alongside such diverse writers as: Lawrence Durrell, Margaret Atwood, Irving Layton, etc etc.
- cover photo: lake in Frontenac County
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