Category Archives: Poetry

Adhesions

Posted on May 23, 2011 by Francois Lachance

Kate Daniels “Reading a Biography of Thomas Jefferson in the Months of My Son’s Recovery” As the poem wends its way through reading and recovery, it presents an image of origin that is as startling as it is unsettling. Before … Continue reading →

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Alternatives

Posted on May 20, 2011 by Francois Lachance

Phil Hall Why I Haven’t Written “Assessing the Damage” I could try to go home, or I could try to change. Not both. Being at home and not being changed. Chrysalised and homeless. And so for day 1619 20.05.2011

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Really? Only once?

Posted on May 17, 2011 by Francois Lachance

It was James Longenbach’s The Art of the Poetic Line that brought me to Louise Glück’s “Nostos” and its ending that speaks of or to a kind of ironic enlargement. As one expects of a lyric poet. We look at … Continue reading →

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Bird Behaviour Notation from the Three Kindgoms

Posted on May 11, 2011 by Francois Lachance

From the third of Fifteen Poems of My Heart by Juan Chi [Ruan Ji] translated by Jerome Ch’ên and Michael Bullock in Poems of Solitude. I quoted aloud the last lines to my lover who remarked the the speaker was … Continue reading →

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Strands

Posted on May 6, 2011 by Francois Lachance

Like one strand in a braid of sweetgrass soot in a state of continual / atonement Like another strand in a braid of sweetgrass day made animate the dust From Christopher Patton Ox And so for day 1605 06.05.2011

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Pebbles from the Shingle

Posted on May 5, 2011 by Francois Lachance

Reading Keith Garebian Blue: The Derek Jarman Poems is like walking the beach at Dungeness collecting interesting bits for the cottage garden and installations. Soon you will fall into a pool of questions You always look for an aesthetic exit … Continue reading →

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Oenophilia Biographia

Posted on April 29, 2011 by Francois Lachance

Lisa Pasold concludes the book Weave by raising a glass of “Saint Émilion” I am now my own instrument my own wheel of fortune […] it’s all in the palate, how you roll the taste of your life around in … Continue reading →

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Urine Arcs

Posted on April 24, 2011 by Francois Lachance

The pleasure of peeing Go in the door on the right To piss quietly, thinking What it must be like To stand alone in the garden Sending great, glad, Shimmering arcs Out into the night. “Brief Tourist Account” Tracy K. … Continue reading →

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Flameless Burn

Posted on April 23, 2011 by Francois Lachance

Smoke. Fire. Memory. Tracy K. Smith The Body’s Question I crumple paper to encourage the flame, And for a brief moment everything is lit. But the logs haven’t caught, Just seem to smolder and shrink As the heat works its … Continue reading →

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Imagist Moment – Gratuitous Link

Posted on April 22, 2011 by Francois Lachance

Fabric. Fabrication. Tracy K. Smith The Body’s Question Remember my own bright shirt Like a defeated flag Among the heap of clothes “Night Letters” The image stands out — all the rarer because there are few similes in this body … Continue reading →

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