NOSE BLEED . RING CLOUD CRUISING

 

              
           Advantage rungs for mango pluck scale so
           our legs splay favor bad
| dreams ‘n’ fears shuck
           this, take that storm ocean horde^like our starry
           drift nature
.
                                                         / Evening lime
          
calls assume all snakes respect the rules
          
of the garden  > core the apple, curl round
           next the tail ! you don’t have to Like it.
           Smarmy
business.

                                            ^ 

           In the city house the Expats rented Ma said
           they worried about scowls or smiles crossing
          
local lanes. The heel of cows?  in black sauce
          
made to simmer promised pleasure Fingers
           again!

       
                                               / Molecule dance
           break high . place
+ order worked till missing
          
the space bar at their zoo they left our jungle;
          
snap not so Ma let go her wish^serving virtue.     

                                            ^

           Village huddle . father selling daughter shares
           how this could happen ? yield^trust petals flat so
          
to this day pesticide removes the ring.    
       
                                                    / No rope plain
          
text explaining . remains papaw^like left outside
          
for seedy carrion beak House keeping!

           Borders wired Agua Agua! midday salting
           meat; night wraps cold around Turn back
          
extremities | futures moan so even the cactus
          
males reach for female blankets. Spine deals.

                                                     – W.W.

 

               

             

 

 

 

           YUH RAP SO (0.9)   

           He had grown up with death all around him, yet
           None of the wheel-crushed dogs + cats he had known
          
In the streets of Georgetongue had prepared his bones
          
For their rattling recognition of his fate,
          
A recognition now felt as a fit, swift
          
& everlasting at once, with its fevers
          
Rushing through his postsomnial brain to leave
          
Their punctures + scabs + scars as record and
          
Rehearsal of things gone + things gone beyond

               (from “Raponani” by Brian Chan, 2023)

 

 

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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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