connections

For some mysterious reason, there is hardly anything that quickly sets my gears of poetic semblance into motion like the basalt road scrolling out under the determination of a bus or the glinty parallel lines of rail and tie dotted by the toot toot toot at level crossing.

One of my first significant publications was a poem I wrote sitting in the upper level of a double-decker Megabus heading from Toronto to Montréal.

Under similar unction, “Connections” manifests as a sort of lullaby, woven with sights and meditations, wrought from train travel as well as sitting at the altar of late summer surf.

This poem first appeared,  in print,  in Banshee, issue #5 (Autumn/Winter 2017), available here.

 

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