Canada, (b. 1963)
At the track, or Dog chases rabbit
- Yesterday I had the most exquisite bridges built,
- great looping semantic spans that ran
- all the way from Jaffa
- cakes (over a dim maze of indifference
- to the infinite systems that collect us all together
- in a room where none of us know why
- we were invited
- —and yet dress as if expecting the queen)
- to the clear, thick juice that runs
- from a pig’s head
- when the saw blade nicks the tough sac
- that encases the brain for the first time,
- the awful smell
- that floods the room like a dye,
- sits heavy in the lungs like smoke.
- Today, most of those same passages are closed, seem
- like isolated mountain roads do in winter, just
- another part of the steep, mostly
- wooded slopes.
- All access to this part of the world
- has disappeared in a snow so heavy
- they could be sawing bone up there
- in the clouds
- (though that is the only link I can find
- to the lucid trails
- I hunted along yesterday).
About the Poet:
Mark Sinnett (b. 1963), is a Canadian poet, novelist and short story writer. Originally from England, Sinnett moved to Canada as a teenager.
Sinnett won the Gerald Lampert Award in 1998 for his poetry collection The Landing, and the Toronto Book Award in 2010 for his novel The Carnivore.
Poetry includes: The Landing (1997) and Some Late Adventure of the Feelings (2000); and fiction: Bull (1998), The Border Guards (2004) and The Carnivore (2009).
Sinnett is currently based in Kingston, Ontario, where he also works as a full-time real estate agent and says, “I’ve just started my third novel, but realistically, it’s going to be at least a couple of years before it sees daylight.”. [DES-06/14]