Wednesday, April 10, 2019

National Poetry Month : Conyer Clayton,



Skin Shield


We have to wait for the wind
to calm. I stand

facing the road, the field
behind — hazy with black butterflies.

Let's rest at the joining, the place
between two leaves.

I almost lost you in your skin,
pulsing on a fallen tree trunk.






Conyer Clayton is an Ottawa based artist who aims to live with compassion, gratitude, and awe. Her most recent chapbooks are:Trust Only the Beasts In the Water (forthcoming with above/ground, 2019), Undergrowth (bird, buried press, 2018), Mitosis (In/Words Magazine and Press, 2018), and For the Birds. For the Humans. (battleaxe press, 2018). She released a collaborative album with Nathanael Larochette, If the river stood still, in August 2018. Her work appears in ARC, Prairie Fire, The Fiddlehead, The Maynard, Puddles of Sky Press, TRAIN, post ghost press, and others. She won Arc's 2017 Diana Brebner Prize, 3rd place in Prairie Fire's 2017 Poetry Contest, honourable mention in The Fiddlehead's 2018 poetry prize, and was long-listed for Vallum's 2018 Poem of the Year. She is a member of the sound poetry ensemble Quatuor Gualuor, and writes reviews for Canthius. Her debut full length collection of poetry, We Shed Our Skin Like Dynamite, is forthcoming with Guernica Editions in Spring 2020. Check out conyerclayton.com for updates on her endeavours.

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