A is for abjection in my Abject Alphabet project by me, the mad phonetician. “A Poem of Pears” is a homage to Robert Kroetsch and his “Sketches of a Lemon” and his book The Sad Phonetician , which I was privileged to hear him read alive. There are a lot of alphabet poems recently the
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FILED UNDER P IN THE ABJECT ALPHABET (A.A.)
POSTURE I am sitting with good posture. My feet bare flat on the grownup. I notice a blister or a boil developing on my ass, a distraction. Sit up and the food will go down, swallowing is observed Tools for eating will not catch a fish but can turn it to mush. I am seriously
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Some more of nothing to see
I tossed a glance across the street, and it bounced back to me Our neighbour took his lights away, removed his Christmas tree nothing left did you hear me nothing left to see
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Bath Time for Jimmy
JIMMY BAN’S BOURGEOIS BLUES TAKE 2 I’m angry I’m in pain Why must so much stay the same I’m angry and I’m in pain All I do is try to explain I’m angry I’m in pain I’m not the only one Who suffers when I say I’m angry and I‘m in pain over and over
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from MY BODY IN PARTS
MY SCIATIC NERVE Clothes get on my nerves. My sciatic nerve particularly. My back is degenerate, like mortal + pestle grinding my cartilage to dust. Pinched nerves make me squeal, any belt or waistband draws the pain into my groin. Be aware of the naked man, wresting spread eagled on 400 thread count white privileged
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I just saws a monarch butterfly, and it’s not the only one I am likely to see this week. I’ve gone whole summers without seeing a monarch butterfly. This sighting reminded me of a poem inspired by an old friend who has just retired, Grace Paley for a reason I have forgotten at the
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VISUALIZE A POSITIVE OUTCOME
A nod to the Sherbrook Pool, my favourite swimming hole; and a nod to Mick Burrs’s collection Blue Pools Of Paradise by Coteau Press back in the day when there was a Coteau Press and a Mick Burrs. Title from a meme and screen display I often saw in my psychiatrists office. Water Photo not at Sherbrook Pool. by Lynn
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DO ME
SOME NEAR IMPOSSIBLE THING Never been heard or seen before I see it. Awe shucks, almost heard it, but I’m not wearing my hearing aids. Nearly caught a glimpse but I’m not wearing my looking glasses, so lie to me instead. I’ll believe you. Victor Enns May 2022
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LOOK OUT
BEAUTY the extra 5 milligrams with my bread and butter Allow my eyes to see the beauty of the afternoon Early in June, green leaves are all here latest brightest summer breeze drop seeds from the trees Photosynthesis will go on life will go on, but the extra 5 milligrams Is not enough to take
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A selection from my Archives!
THE LETTER-WRITER “If I am out of my mind, it’s all right with me,” thought Moses Herzog. Some people thought he was cracked and for a time he himself had doubted that he was all there. But n0w, though he still behaved oddly, he felt confident, cheerful, clairvoyant and strong. He had fallen under a
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