You breathe. Anticipation in the air. Settling in hollows, rail lines and tired minds, hanging like a crowd of warm ghosts hiding from...

Scales   Let me wind you up, my goodness and devotion, and spin you around all spice and commotion. Let us talk of heralds and...

Haiku for Ukraine   there in Bucha in the garden of a house yellow tulips   this morning Chernobyl reed marshes a war zone   three...

The Bottom of Le Bas-St-Laurent And I feel it suck my feet down into mud-clay comme la marée basse à Kamouraska. Seaweed fingers turn...

Under a canopy of raindrops a sleepless city shedding layers a deep complexity beneath vibrant symphony.   La Ville was never a getaway...

I’ve never seen the surface. My whole life has been spent underground, living in the darkness below what once was a city. The faded...

I walk up the Main and they’re there: All my ancestors cheering from balconies, Echoes of languages lost to the wind With their voices...

I always beat the sun to the punch. What greets me outside are the corncob spires of a sleeping city, kernels of activity popping alight...

“In this kind of business, all your flowers are like your children.” —Tamey Lau I. At worlds and Miles’ End, There lives the Mother...

The will of God on bright blue as I wait to become. Here He is. On me, in me, flushing yellow on my skin. On all of us – waiting,...

The night deepens in its newest song. Heat has dissolved, its breaths now long, all in the acquisition of a shade— but humid as a swamp,...

I look at you, measuring whether I’m fearful your dark eye darting your unease, wildness here in this basement room my refuge, where you...

He wouldn’t take her to the city. He would keep her safe beside himself, in his arms. Dead but still singing. On his peeling doorstep,...

Montreal in the Summertime Câlice, c’est chaud en tabarnak… So where are you two from? Canada… Pas d’argent, besoin manger… If Legault...