Tuesday, August 06, 2019

Tuesday poem #331 : Zane Koss : two sonnets for mike chaulk


what angles this (attach  4/21
send documents, attach
track birds on horizons  hit send;
on the deck, a pigeon encroaches
and wave it away with a hockey
stick to give precise an account
of how long we live; the mallard can,
and joins the gaps in branches; out
fishing, and wonder to share this
with you, to share this with you
send lines, and under, scout surface,
lines stuck in, log jams, go back
hit send   and we visit ,there now
where home, docx and edit   hit send ,  was

                                          and wait for, return


house is, this desire is, tied back to notions 4/26 5/01
of a specific labour, of a time or means
exploitation that i can’tget back to
find myself dreaming rivers on the train,
in front of my computer, talking
while we watch tv / but not that
there, here think checking the river
levels on the drive, car wheels
rattling wooden    bridge; how the
right song then could   just, one ready             , and that
was never lived up to like it felt but
if you could get that track to click just
write, and i could be back there
or there or,              here is where

                  i am attach, send, return, to go back:
go back.

Zane Koss is a non-resident alien currently living in Sunset Park, Brooklyn. He was raised on the traditional lands of the Ktunaxa (Kootenay) and Secwépemc (Shuswap) people. His critical and creative work can be found in the Chicago ReviewCV2Poetry is Dead, and elsewhere. He has two chapbooks of poetry, job site (Blasted Tree, 2018) and Warehouse Zone (Publication Studio Guelph, 2015), with two more forthcoming thi year with above/ground press. Zane is a doctoral candidate in the English Department at New York University, where he researches Canadian and Mexican poetry in the 1960s and 1970s. web: https://wp.nyu.edu/zanekoss/

the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan

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