Georgette

Erín Moure

Dignified is a heartsong here
Harsh traverse of the unknown

"Better to go down dignified"
Ekes out 
constant

What gives in us, or won't give
(her smile seen once in the Red Café)

Turns sparkless
Into sparklers

One "s" less
One "r" more, Georgette

-- -- -- -- --

The new wall we built that year
where the house side had been torn out

Grammar we called in

like a bet on narrative

-- -- -- -- --

Now I am the only one who hasn't yet gone in;
and I have these sentences

(fissures in the hand)

From O Cidadán by Erín Moure, published by House of Anansi Press. Copyright © 2003 by Erín Moure. Reprinted by permission of House of Anansi Press. All rights reserved.

From O Cidadán by Erín Moure, published by House of Anansi Press. Copyright © 2003 by Erín Moure. Reprinted by permission of House of Anansi Press. All rights reserved.

Erín Moure

by this poet

poem

SAUNA 89 (sweated by В. Шекспір)

1. And if you were to leave me for my faults
2. I'd not defend my lameness, walking halt
3. and from my trust I would elide your
4. name, I would not do you wrong and speak of you
5. and (love) I'd not look at our friends who say you do
6. not