Stop by our harbour . ocean respite made simpler
than ports in Mexico, you’ll marvel, cringe | a ghost
might tap the shoulder, Looking to purchase ? phone
minutes over day dream.
/ In cell charge bathrooms the big
mystery won’t trickle. Dhanmarie kept a henna
hedge round her sister till this man swept in her
yard . landscaping; tattoo shouldering.
/ At unRead quarters help^believe hands stamp
sacrifice coupons | numbers tulips shoes in routing
order . who instead wouldn’t catch^snap lobsters
mating in the mud?
*
Pins stick . as millenniums pass pirate birds
north south fathoming . the cast^about of couples
getting off on 24hr text platforms.
/ Timbre fallen, virus speckled spines
long^haul cross pipe lines . false front force
ripe dominions.
/ Deserts would trade any wind not to post
aerials now; pant index heats the waggle
dance de résistance | our beau, J. Crow? oh,
you know . feather preening, in no hurry.
– W.W.
I SAY
Neither nations nor books need hark back to Moses
or the reign of Isabella or James the First.
Nor need all pills be prescribed by Hippocrates;
if mine resonate with your distemper, take them!
You choose what is your good from a vast spread of goods.
To settle for one recipe or expertise
as gold is like being proud that you eat the same
porridge every day because it is the one food
your poor toothless grandmother could afford or chew;
or like being a caged bird taught to squawk one joke.
Joker myself, chameleon, husbandman, I stick
my tongue out, and so trap bugs, taste fruit and spread seeds.
(from “Readiness” by Brian Chan, 2013)
FARJOURNEY CARIBBEAN 