Pause For Poetry:
Michael Hawkes /46
A poem by Michael Hawkes
June 30, 2022
Short term politicians count
While brandishing exchequers
At the fiery gates of hell.
Already buried in deep silos
Shoulders sagging under epaulets
Medals melting over racing hearts
Warlords count down switches
In paralytic fury.
Clergies congregate, to count their blessings
Halos, kippahs, crowns, miters, mufti,
Fervent faces raised or bodies humbly bowed,
Awaiting their makers in air cooled chambers
While flocks go forth to multiply.
Ankle deep in mud, planting shoots of rice
Here where manual labor, rain and sun suffice,
A pleasant pause to stretch the back
To mop the brow ’neath gathering clouds
And watch the heron take to flight.
01/09/21 – Hawkes
On Thursday, July 21 at 6:30 pm, the launch party of Willow Loveday Little‘s debut collection of poetry, (Vice) Viscera (Cactus Press 2022), will take place at the MAI (Montréal, arts interculturels), 3680 Jeanne-Mance, Montreal.
(Vice) Viscera is a collection of poems on the theme of the body—blood and guts, vulnerability, performance, illness, ugliness, and intuition.
Willow Loveday Little is a Canadian writer whose work has appeared in such places as yolk literary, on spec, The Dalhousie Review, and the Selkie’s Very Much Alive: Stories of Resilience.