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