walking the dogs
The dogs tug on their lines /
like fish /
I swear like my father /
I have no patience / ...
Same sliver of moon we saw in Paris leaning over the Louvre, /
Your brother has left his wife fallen /
for a younger woman we /
could be watching the rerun of a made- / ...
library book sale
At first glance, the used-book sale /
is a swathe of hope, all those /
rumoured-to-be-lost words /
laid out in ...
One passenger believed it was her husband, /
the ship’s jolt just another expression of their love. /
fall backwards repeat the past /
try to hang onto the present close your eyes /
on the edge of saying something, ...
My fist holds as many coins /
as I can carry. All are stamped with the Queen’s effigy; /
Elizabeth, D. G. Regina, ...
i. The Mud Wife /
A green thumb for certain, though /
a poor hand with a broom. She limps /
when it ...
The night before I leave there is a storm. Wind, a train /
down Nevsky that runs past us before we can turn /
West of Fort Macleod, where Highway 3 /
twists through the Foothills toward the Crowsnest Pass /
row upon row of ...