the man himself
“Can your joy be bound by
a glass river?
Is death a fishbone in your hand?”
– Sheila Watson, “The Double Hook”
standing
still among headstones with the sun hanging heavy
between
rows I pray for attention from a broad and
regal
monarch circling me with geological certainty
imagine
him the spirit of al golden at
noon whispering
something
profound and gentle such as “don’t be
sad
for
the dead they are only sleeping the
sleep we all long for”
small
comfort when I don’t want to come back up the trail
and
see the baby bird again, lost to some brutality,
sleeping
the sleep we all long for what peace can
I
find there among the suddenly purple asters + the feathers +
half
a rusted hulk of some abandoned car our
rectory
+
in the county I suppose we are all of us boundaried by skin
that
never stops itching bugmad and
nettle-crazed
sweating
I swat a dragonfly who falls in the earth
lays quiet
perhaps
now fatally injured + preparing for the longed-for sleep -
and
on the way home steel sheets hang across the sky and
shutter
out the ambered trails of summer
the road smells
of honey
malt + tastes of sumac juniper
and
in low + lonely fields + among select
vantage
points in the trees where the sheet clouds
silence
sharp sibilants crows begin small
talk
chat scouting reports or run scales anxiously
warming
up the orchestra tuning the murder to
herald
the bleak news of every creature in the county
now
sleeping the sleep we all long for
Liam Burke (he/him/himbo) lives in Ottawa, Canada, on unceded Algonquin Anishinaabe land. He is the winner of the 2023 Diana Brebner Prize, and is most recently the co-author of Orbital Cultivation with Manahil Bandukwala (Collusion, 2021) and machine dreams with natalie hanna (Collusion, 2021) which was shortlisted for the 2022 bpNichol Chapbook Award. His poem “Can we locate souls in space? The pairing problem, solved”, co-written with Manahil Bandukwala, was shortlisted for the 2022 Austin Clarke Award.