TWO POEMS/ ROB MCLENNAN

Downwind

1.

A high-pitched voice,
exhale. Brick

by tooth.

2.

This isn’t always clear,
as in

our daily lives.

3.

Cup of tea,

first crack.

A broken
bowl.

 

 

Erasures, driftwood

1.

Grains of rock salt, in
the teaspoon.

Abstract apart
like stars.

2.

A finger candle,
steeped

into a pink room.

3.

Air traffic, uncontrolled,
remote.

Return here, bees.

 

 

Bio:

Born in Ottawa, Canada’s glorious capital city, rob mclennan currently lives in Ottawa. The author of more than twenty trade books of poetry, fiction and non-fiction, his most recent titles are the poetry collections Songs for little sleep, (Obvious Epiphanies, 2012), grief notes: (BlazeVOX [books], 2012), A (short) history of l. (BuschekBooks, 2011), Glengarry (Talonbooks, 2011) andkate street (Moira, 2011), and a second novel, missing persons(2009). An editor and publisher, he runs above/ground press, Chaudiere Books (with Jennifer Mulligan), The Garneau Review (ottawater.com/garneaureview),seventeen seconds: a journal of poetry and poetics (ottawater.com/seventeenseconds) and the Ottawa poetry pdf annual ottawater (ottawater.com). 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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