Category Archives: Poetry

Streaming Off Screen

Posted on June 28, 2008 by Francois Lachance

On a Dusty Shelf in the Library at LambdaMOO I took and read A glimmering of sunlight, a candle in the rain, Just enjoy my company, I don’t want to give you pain. Like alfvar or faerie, I have no … Continue reading →

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Image and Concept

Posted on June 22, 2008 by Francois Lachance

Words by Austin Warren from his book Richard Crashaw: A Study in Baroque Sensibility All imagery is double in its reference, a composite of perception and conception. Of these ingredients, the proportions vary. The metaphorist can collate image with image, … Continue reading →

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Found Pieces

Posted on June 21, 2008 by Francois Lachance

fagus pleated gears and acceleration sequences images combine when reading quickly readily recombine that is Phyllis Webb in Sunday Water: Thirteen Anti Ghazals invites the reader to Hear the atoms ambling, the genes a-tick in grandfather’s clock, in the old … Continue reading →

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Waterworks

Posted on June 10, 2008 by Francois Lachance

A meditation upon childhood play with twigs, channels and dams. Ross Leckie “Breakwaters” in Descant 92/93 (Spring and Summer 1996) Volume 27, Numbers 1 and 2, page 92 … the poem’s final lines: Currents change and breakwaters erode, slide, suspend, … Continue reading →

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Rough Male Kiss

Posted on May 8, 2008 by Francois Lachance

from Rupert Brooke “The Great Lover” […] the cool kindliness of sheets, that soon Smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss Of blankets […] It is the enjambement that helped catch my attention. The kiss hangs beautifully at the … Continue reading →

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Humour with an edge

Posted on May 6, 2008 by Francois Lachance

Gay Allison has a way of concluding poems that engender a double take. Take for example these lines from “1977” Me, I’ve stopped seeing my shrink But now my chiropractor informs me, my head has always been screwed on crooked. … Continue reading →

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Tactful Reminders

Posted on May 4, 2008 by Francois Lachance

Adrienne Rich sending off a coda of concluding imagery at the end of “Transcendental Etude” collected in Dream of a Common Language Vision begins to happen in such a life as if a woman quietly walked away from the argument … Continue reading →

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Taint

Posted on April 19, 2008 by Francois Lachance

From “The Kreig Anthology” opening poem of Under the Clock: new poems by Tony Harrison has a first-person satirical piece on Tony Blair. These lines leap out: None of the blood and shit of war ever clogs a single pore. … Continue reading →

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Germinations

Posted on April 5, 2008 by Francois Lachance

meditation on the seed that does not come to fruition the seed that does not germinate        a placeholder in the pod the seed that sprouts and dies        green manure for the soil the sprout that doesn’t bear fruit the fruit … Continue reading →

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first win

Posted on March 23, 2008 by Francois Lachance

from e.e. cummings 95 poems eyes eyes looking (alw ays) while earth and sky grow one with won der until (see This is for me more than a poem about the sharing of perception (father and son at a window … Continue reading →

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