Drawing by Judith Wolfe
Tony Beyer

Poems


      MIRAGE

      faint sun
      through the window
      picks out and illuminates
      a young woman's tears

      another rental generation
      temporary as the stiffness
      frost-edged grass sings to the senses
      outside in the park

      lawns in winter recess
      with the odd crater
      where blackbirds have dug out grubs

      the sides of tame volcanoes
      hang green
      under still grey sky

      the mirror contains
      another room
      similar to this one
      where no one ever lived

      words in reverse
      are hard to read there
      gestures are sinister

      and at the door beyond
      the cold waits to come in

      THE NEW WORLD

      after the
      culinary exhibition

      a flock of
      blue plastic orange peelers

      lies on our kitchen table
      in various poses

      like individuals of a
      recently discovered species

      awaiting description
      and classification

      UNDER THE FRIDGE

      marbles the cat's
      pawed too far

      stray breakfast flakes
      board game counters

      coins of dis-
      continued denominations

      an apostle spoon
      unbending

      and inexplicably
      the manuscript of this poem

      ANSWER

      let the claimant
      argue his boundary
      and the folds
      in the land from this
      to the next river

      his ancestors
      masked with wood
      are sentinels
      worn by the elements
      to no one's language

      over a hundred seasons
      paths have hardened
      familiar hillsides
      birds echoed through
      have been cleared to the sky

      we come here to taste salt
      each summer
      walking from the core
      of the island
      where all flavours are fire


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