Monday, May 14, 2018

Colin James


Birch trees cut into even lengths.
Beneath the pile of logs a foot explodes.
The body is not inexpressive, nude.
The white bark envisions eventualities.
Peripheral spiders crawl through black eyebrows.
A paper dress, the embalmer's nightmare.
Should she include this tentative cartography?
The map semantically emotive and crude.

Colin reads "Northern Bride":

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Colin confesses: "There are a lot of white birch trees about and I imagined them as brides with perhaps some complications."

COLIN JAMES has a book of poems, Resisting Probability, available from Sagging Meniscus Press and a new book of poems forthcoming from Wondor Editions. He lives in Massachusetts.

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