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rob mclennan
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from ‘gifts’

 

 

a valentine for _________

 

 

was curtain for the rod, a slipper trapline

rain together, if we could rain

dont talk to me

                        were you struck by further

, edge of long world paper soft

                        abt being alone; it could be

songs for soft fishes, it could be

a sandy hill enterprise we never

& then some, but you said it so

 

what do the knees need, lied for pleasure

of already breached, insufferable

                                    ; a longest open door

would velvet & blockade, would freelance sharp taste

& swans port, wings the sport up

 

clandestine exposed or juxtaposed, writing

a condition of famous last words,

            writing the crack in semblance,

the slow root of digression

                                    & a patient lung,

riding stropic, now down

otherwise filled

 

if this left to do or done, one may

legitimately, fable

 

 

 

a valentine for tina-frances

 

 

how are network & lost girls divided,

on main street, dancing; the sun come up,

the permanence of condensed milk

& language arts on even spread; what else

                                    do whiskers;

what else speed

            writing days & aches & pattern

left on bicycle locks & up the long-limbed leftovers

 

                        this is a new truth in sacrifice,

we hug our shadows, tight to breathe a gung-ho,

what otherwise regard

                                                high heels & perfect legs,

would otherwise sew by hand, sending lyric

denim, cotton

                                    the limited use of price

& space; if time as literate as touch

a mirror of its own gone lost, gone some remain

            but turn discursive; what else

a stack of pennies open yard

 

when my shoes hit the floor & gravel drive

 

white sweatshirt worn & lavender,

a blue dress thinking fits

 

 

 

a valentine for lea

 

 

a letter before a letter; thoughts presented go

an island surface nation thin

            "letter writing as poem, practice, praxis"

a new twin thump; prospects

arent everything, a heart in swimming new york

feet on the cold hard floor of maine

                                    whos for counting?

a din & an impulse, shirts colour blue

& right for summer, spring

                        a chore of footprints

sand aching mannerisms, ruin

            a bolt across commercial sea & falls fake

 

the speaker as a wholesale fragment

or seldom constant, a city scoops body brown

& lycra, compliments the beach

            & layers of clothing, wash

then wish: a moon struck slap

 

you know you as intention stains; a sleeve

 

why dont you wish the white pacific? why

dont you wish the corridor?

 

 

 

a gesture for monty

 

 

                                    ; bluegrass pluck,

a sugar reel sleeps weekend limb,

a stretch of states & nothing, the world owes

            receding tides; you a limping

set in paper,

                        scissors, stone

 

if selected works regress; imitation bleeds

an echo; eyebrow

off of henry moore

 

a reckless, wrecking ball

is tempered action by a virgil burl

            each surgery interprets figures, fawn

a lug to share as proxy; migration lodge

                        throughout the coastal, mountain rage

 

indeed her beauty, a solution

in the grass

 

the port side seat the wing; or swim

an envelope to shore

 

a hazard of excavation is the happy wasp

amid the speaking bones

 

 

 

a valentine for jennifer

 

 

if struck one, signs a glazed tsunami

gatineau clearances; dots of fruit

            & fly stone slicker; river sticks

translations slip the water drop like gravity

                        cats jump go to blossom

quickly; joyful cracks in order

 

by definition, painted black or painted pink a princess

rooms a rhythm gestures; small to take,

            to fiddle resin up the valley bow

a pontiac stretch; goes valley-wide

& finds

                        to once a gut your ground

 

combination of found & fact & carried

an information slips a mouth, comes

            monumental; melodrama twist

 

or sparking heat in burnished holes,

third-party worn

 

& knows of only two positions: this way

& the last

 

 

Copyright @ Rob Mclennan, 2007