Tuesday poem #677 : Emilie Lafleur : UNTITLED

 

 

On any given afternoon I could burn

Through the afternoon

Totality is as lightless as it should be

I resented losing my claim to the sidewalk

I wandered around and repeated

Colourless in my head       I flashed

Partial gold plate

I remembered myself flatter                   All one tone

Or beside something and facing away from it

And yet some people are moved to such

Descriptions that when the light really

Changed                 I was counting it

 

 

 

 

 

Emilie Lafleur is a writer from Montreal. She holds an MA in English and Creative Writing from Concordia University, and her poetry has appeared online and in print in The Void, Expat Press, Fellow Travellers, Metatron, Vallum, Usurpator, and The End, among others. She is the 2024-25 recipient of the Susan Jeanne Briscoe Fellowship for experimental writing by women and is currently working on a project about the poetics of conspiracism.

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