HOW COLONIAL LOVE TOOK STRAIN

                                                            

                                  "She used to point to it, and say,
‘This thing
                                   happening again, but you get use to it after
                                  the first three four times. Is a damn nuisance
                                  though
’.”
    – VSN, Miguel Street (1971)
                                                                                     

                                                                                                                                   
                         While her parents gathered first thoughts
          what
‘hegemony’ means, Evelin A. would check
          the public library . take out / Who am I here?  How
          do I prosper? / the Jane Austen accounts.
                                    *Most
 actors failed her ‘dinner
          conversation’ | moves fast forward on young grass
          belly goat did not presume.

          For neighbour Ramoo J. looking work / with “No
          money,
No love” top literacy / liquor rafting made him
         
half . the man.

          Our village romancier could show you virtue     
          drawings from the days : uniform school girls
          cycle
 home as corks in long pants pop; this Letts
          diary
 conviction limit public kissing to the zoo.

                                        +

               Until ‘Country ‘n’ West’ radio waves hit estate 
          fellas hadn't
a clue | match handlers picked cane
          field
flower, water lily vice.
                                                          *We couldn’t wait
          for cymbals ‘n’ blessings to end . get up hot out
          satin bridal covers. La Parfaite Harmonie.

                                        +    

                  Finger letting Mozart . our Austen guide
         girl practiced scales, glissando island exits.

                      *Over There her first . double deck, knight
         shivers / NO, Oh yes yes yes / prompted blue Par
         Avions
back for church step, paling chat.

                                         What happening there, Hat?
         calls, ciel à côte | palate rinsing too, you could
         argue . swab, pierce all souls.
                                                                – W.W.

         

           

           

 


             WILDROSE SPROUTS ACORN

 

             This vine, plaiting itself into the trunk
             of an oak in the hope of adding
             its thorn strength to the tree’s empire
            (or tree’s strength to its own empire)
             so surrenders its roses
             its stem’s fibre, its seed’s pattern of fire.

            (from “Fabula Rasa” by Brian Chan, 1994)

            

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Author: FarJourney Caribbean

Born in Guyana : Wyck Williams writes poetry and fiction. He lives in New York City. The poet Brian Chan lives in Alberta, Canada.

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