Saturday, February 4, 2023

David Phillips : from HERE / HERE

 

 

For Barrie

 

 

just now, barrie asking personally

speak to me.

goodbye, hello

 

to H with it

(the wise say let go)

 

streets walked 22 years ago, same place, always.

won’t pretend

attend

 

who among us will make of this space

anything more wonderful

 

god willing.

                     all day the cold lovely November winds blow

down the Coast, cold & bright

the whistling ducks lift in the waves of a real ocean.

 

come home dear heart.

no need to hurry: the drift & currents move us

sweet they swirl.

 

the soft embrace of these words— their touch secures

destination.

                         you are here & here.

 

you are it

& it is

you.

                     here.

 

 

*

keeping your promise to the last word

 

there is one

a last word

breath

a last

 

laugh.       gazing out & dreaming a passage.

 

no end

 

the pen in your hand,

the pending sentence

the long line, life to the end of              it

 

life lines.    read me your reason.

parallel

 

 

 

 

 

David Phillips [pictured with bpNichol] lives on the Sunshine Coast BC. His poetry books include: The Dream Outside (Coach House Press, 1967), Wave (Talon Books, 1970), The Coherence (Talon Books, 1971-1972), The Book of Snow Poems (54 40 Press, 1972), Wild Roses (Preston John, 1976) and The kiss : poems 1972-1977 (Coach House Press, 1979). With Hope Anderson, he edited the anthology The Body (Tatlow House, 1979). His poems have appeared in Capilano Review, Iron, Ant’s Fore Foot as well as the chapbooks, Wake Me When the Dancing Starts (Caledonia Writing Series, 1978), Wild Roses (Preston John, 1977) and David Phillips Poems (edited by Maggie Guzzi; Tatlow House, 2022). A chapbook is forthcoming with above/ground press.

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