¡ WHAT YOU THINK THIS IS AT ALL


“Because the soil is unstable. Just
pegasse. Looks
rich on
 top but that’s about all. What do you think
they
 say when the crops run away?”
The Whole Armour, Wilson Harris (1962)


Horning, a source of rich fibrous anger, snuffs
raison so .
them not^loved break up furniture, fling
outhouse
 good good clothes; assets ‘til death bite  

                     \ Islanders @foreign marvel how the locals jump
  on the couch in sneakers | snow or rain . jacket dasheen^
 like bright not their crop cover. Shelf top?  up from ground
 provider hit me if my Number call. Okay, I’m going
Officer
! all on the same flight.

                                                 ^    

             Teeth suck, mouth watch raised Mon Dieu! on lip
             stick prayer stub | not once You scared the shit
             out of me! breath shortness all prologuing.

                                                ^

             Back home they notice turns you flipped – them
             orange bottle pills ? no more carilla tea; + that
             December face^scrub glow, from cane plot lines
             rescued; all strip grind in.

\ They’ll ask por Dios if prices curve,
    arms tattoo pacts with fate | + wait! kinship
    latitudes time sensitive ? how come.
    Is true ? you can dip
   switch the heart, host^link Two one decoupling;
   who waits to greet you ? path reset all good.

– W.W

          

        

             YUH RAP SO (4.7)

             That land was Chancing, New Jersey, for Judd Ladd
          Who had no intention of even trying
             To do what his father + brother would die
             Failing to achieve while feeling they had won
            (Eat To Win was a diet-book in fashion
             & it took pride of place beside the Bible
             & other guides stacked on their TV table):
             Judd had grabbed his chance to leave God’s country but
             Only to extend, not fix, that wanderlust-
             Gene the legacy of post-Edenic men
            (So it’s another story where he went next)

             (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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