Sunday Poems IX

Tomorrow evening (Monday) I’m participating in an event involving a number of other Writers in Residence from organizations around Edmonton being organized as a benefit for YouthWrite, an local organization which sets up writing camps for young people. The event will take place at Yellowhead Brewery (10229-105 St) from 7-10. Myself, alongside seven other writers will be presenting work, and then be available for a Q&A afterward. I look forward to seeing you there!

A Sunday is a good time to take a break. When I relax I like to have something to think about. Below is a poem. In my experience, reading poems is pretty much just thinking. It may be a guided sort of thinking, but guided only loosely. Sit down with a cup of tea or beer. Maybe a glass of wine, or simple water, where it all comes from. I like to do stretches on a free evening. When you stretch out your body, inevitably that carries over some effect to your mind. As always, if you need to get ahold of me to talk about anything, I’m here, visit my website for more info.

A gift wrapped in brown paper

being in front
of the space
we walk away
for a few moments
trying to write.

it’s frustrating:
what on the page
is not in front of you
and vice versa.

the way we laugh
dictates when we smile
how we know each other.

we move something
from here to there.

we are starved for time.

when do we find
time to do things
when we don’t have
any money?

(is time).

there are some things we notice
particular smells
which help us to hear

particular sights which help us

we wait for our caffeine
and fall asleep until we are awake.

we have to make things
we take out parts of ourselves
to make new things…

waste not, want not:

don’t choke me by
waxing over my appearance.

mopping at the end of shift,
with the stereo on loud
and your shoes suffering
from the puddle you’re
shoving around.

and in the morning:

have you ever heard of
opening your chest
to the sunlight
which wants to play
beneath your skin?

This post was originally written on November 29, 2015 for Latitude 53, while I was their Writer in Residence.