"…the strange opposition of a flower on a branch
to its dark wooden companion”
– Wilson Harris, Heartland (1964)
Dread the ringtone^light at four in the morning,
Octogeners go . barely milking four hours sleep;
as if time zones respect wake teat^squeeze
calls.
Good cause to toss the Hi, it’s Me cell | make
them drive to your door, ring the bell; warn
you not to stare naked at the Solar eclipse.
Back flip to 30? confirmed to mind sheep
flank fatty fields . shear mean, piles of grin
bearings seen | low paid What do you care?
+
\ Registers ping open, camera
clear ? whose diamond tray looking out wouldn’t
let her lay in wait shake^sieve.
On road march watch, iFaith seat belt fastened –
Moko Js crossing right in front the lights point
stilts @Noon play . not for giving.
\ Heat regardless, stuck
in Link ‘n’ Like love traffic stutters @ becoming;
first face mark @ theft sex death prints fine,
like brand new car scratch, right.
– W.W.
YUH RAP SO (1.8)
But why try boyo to explain visionlight
we only see what we already bear – it
is in the baggage we bring when we are born
or else we’re only bats in the brightest noon:
+ Birds + monkeys screaming in the trees agreed
– Not too much, no more than his vision needed –
Nodding + crying their yes to let him pass
Into the jaws of his latest yawn, his last,
Tobacco smoke + all, smoke whose curlicues
Had failed to entwine themselves into the Girl’s
(from “Raponani” . a verse novel by Brian Chan, 2023)
FARJOURNEY CARIBBEAN 