UNIVERSITY OF TORONTO LINKS
From: Carapace. (Palimpsest Press, 2011).
New moon, night hushed to grash swish.
A star trick-falls and a hound
bites his way through the dark. Watch this man
swing in a hammock--life spent
in the cool liminal pocket of air. Slow twists
of willow branch wheezing out
his time. Night birds rush overhead. The sound of
a zippered wind. Gust and heart-pound.
Tucked away----an arrhythmia of emotion. I won’t tell
you how easily it can stop. But for
the hammock. Ask that man. His swing secret.
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