Two
ghazals, for newborn
1.
Map: for she articulates
our new, invented landscapes.
A declaration of staccato kicks
and wails.
A salted, sunny membrane
of gestures, squeaks and snorts.
Exhaustion, multiplied. A cavernous
desire: feral skin, and breath.
Newly birthed, big sister devotes
such rapt attention.
Monopolized: we have not
learned their language.
2.
Toddler’s outstretched arms,
convinced herself bigger
than she still is, asks: Let me
hold
her. Two ducks,
three. The western shoal,
swift curl of seagull, her
newborn deep
and impenetrable.
The contours
of a shapeless day.
Their mother, relieved
she finally out.
Born in Ottawa,
Canada’s glorious capital city, rob mclennan [photo credit: Breathe In Photography] currently lives in Ottawa.
The author of nearly thirty trade books of poetry, fiction and non-fiction, he
won the John Newlove Poetry Award in 2010, the Council for the Arts in Ottawa
Mid-Career Award in 2014, and was longlisted for the CBC Poetry Prize in 2012. In
March 2016, he was inducted into the VERSe Ottawa Hall of Honour. His most
recent titles include notes and
dispatches: essays (Insomniac press, 2014), The Uncertainty Principle: stories, (Chaudiere Books, 2014) and the
poetry collection If suppose we are a fragment (BuschekBooks, 2014). An
editor and publisher, he runs above/ground press, Chaudiere Books (with Christine McNair), The
Garneau Review (ottawater.com/garneaureview), seventeen seconds:
a journal of poetry and poetics (ottawater.com/seventeenseconds), Touch the Donkey (touchthedonkey.blogspot.com) and the Ottawa poetry pdf annual ottawater
(ottawater.com). In fall 2015, he was named “Interviews Editor” at Queen Mob’s Teahouse. He spent the
2007-8 academic year in Edmonton as writer-in-residence at the University of
Alberta, and regularly posts reviews, essays, interviews and other notices at robmclennan.blogspot.com

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