Inarticulate, howThe author of nearly thirty trade books of poetry, fiction and non-fiction, Ottawa writer rob mclennan’s 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). 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
by rob mclennan
produced for a drive east with the family,
above/ground press broadside #329
Thursday, October 9, 2014
"poem" broadside #329 : "Inarticulate, how," by rob mclennan
for/after Catherine Wagner,
Scratch that, siege. A greenery. Such teenaged thoughts: familiar thrum. It wasn’t literary. Trembled. First response: collage. For some three weeks a rhythm. Recycled air. The shadow harness, howls. Sexy, in the wrong place. Interrupted. Where one fits. A bolt of coloured fabric. Thwarted, in the undertow. Tracks the train must run on. Freedom, lies. Such romance. Where am all exposed. Unanswered. Trace, an accent. Ultrasonic. Outside, hours. Soft-hearted forms. This is not a game. Maintain. The baby: refuses sleep, refuses crib. Resists. Cohabitating forms. New to the neighbourhood. Cut up shapes and crawling. What would mention, over. How we love matures so slow. I remember only the simplest of forms. This is not a pencil.