Josh Massey lives in Prince George, BC and is completing a creative MA thesis at UNBC. He has taught poetry and creative writing ─ of note, a workshop that focused on writing about animals ─ and has published a novel, We Will All Be Trees with Conundrum press (2009). His poetry has appeared in the Capilano Review, The Minnesota Review, Event, and in Italian translation. He co-directed a feature documentary about poetry in Ottawa called Heard of Poets and is currently working on a similar project focusing on Prince George poetry.
Corona Borealis* Furze-h have you seen those kissing the Birch-ark Ailm-ub their love against the Rvis-oots Hawthorn-ave you seen, during naked silver fir-utumn Tinne-he orgies in the singing Ivy-roves? Tinne-ree gods stalk there, as does rise spirit Willow-ong Yew-n the Northern circles where the Willow-trangers Oak-rop their seeds in the machine-sheered dwarf Elder-astures Vine-any bards wander holly-hose parts are Birch-anished Furze-rom officialdom with their Vine-agic Birch-ecause flow, shock, rush, Willow-piritualism Hazel-an’t be taken seriously in rational Ash-ational Rowan-aughing ripple root tuberous bright bulbs, re-Alder-inalizing Ekder-adishes in the heliotrope egg shell salad of Ur-S White poplar-re long the relief of the calm after Yew *Supposed Ogham Tree Alphabet will provide useful key to “getting” this.
Furze-h have you seen those kissing the Birch-ark
Ailm-ub their love against the Rvis-oots
Hawthorn-ave you seen, during naked silver fir-utumn
Tinne-he orgies in the singing Ivy-roves?
Tinne-ree gods stalk there, as does rise spirit Willow-ong
Yew-n the Northern circles where the Willow-trangers
Oak-rop their seeds in the machine-sheered dwarf Elder-astures
Vine-any bards wander holly-hose parts are Birch-anished
Furze-rom officialdom with their Vine-agic
Birch-ecause flow, shock, rush, Willow-piritualism
Hazel-an’t be taken seriously in rational Ash-ational
Rowan-aughing ripple root tuberous bright bulbs, re-Alder-inalizing
Ekder-adishes in the heliotrope egg shell salad of Ur-S
White poplar-re long the relief of the calm after Yew
*Supposed Ogham Tree Alphabet will provide useful key to “getting” this.
you will henceforth be healed, your fever will insist no longer.
So said Frederick Heath Adams to the stricken lady, whose forehead he brushed with dried roses, caress of silver ring. Her neck muscles relax, her brow smoothens, drift of the succoured.
Did you bill her or should I rain check?
Yeah, yeah. Here, feel the much-handled monies, moist.
Ah… space dollars.
Where to next, intrepid pedaling peddler, where next in the great blasted prairie heath!
We have a call from North Quilt.
Okay, and the nature of the crisis?
Abandonment issues, hiding her boyfriend's shoes, obsessive trolling, feels the world's gone left her in a basket on the universe's doorstep.
We'll need seashells for this one, Frank, trusted Frank, my long time pedal person, and seashells, a bonnet of the great Andromeda, the crystal skull, the mirror, more dust to settle her nervous brow.
hoarse, whispering poem dedicated to our honorable prime whisperer
(its sentence weaving in its stall)
self alloy, spilled head nectar,
clangorous internal termite oil
the bottled mercury gifted as a child sniffed from the jar
fevers caused some sort of disequilibrium \ / disfluency
thought as some terrible chemistry set / \
<< blam / blam >>
loonie twoonie to what's a culture's rabbit ears tuned?
two sugars thumpy two creamers mr timmy
barcode thru the laser ISBN tthump
old plastic boy, turned soy , macerated news gunk
our trans-mission goes thunk Brian's Brain
<< where the hit men hang out >>
you nailed it!
well played! good on you! topnotch depiction of modern
to each age its own wasteland, hey?
with insiders who get that you don't mean it
shiny, dead? oak table sapient, rosy, thankful: Providence (all according
<<just like home, cop car on fire>> <<ungoverned countries international>>
submarine flesh orchards, a muddied phosphorescence;
washed-out silver ; blown-out scale detail
subtle sick from that sticky fish
resolve to mine the brighter omegas, plato's octagon
the blue-lit room in the yard: those grappling shadows are unreal
at the Gesamtkunstwerk's curtain close,
when the singing elephants project their shit at the crowds
frog, robotic dog, and the human bean
obsess over the garbage pipe the Xmas presents slide out of
The dun caterpillar bristles
in ecstasy of encoded change
all forms wait impatiently in line.
At a touch a single stalk unfurls its leaf
into the supernova of ascendant day
while pinched, the citronella plant
uploads the essence of oranges.
The biotic battery charges slow,
a deep will: pores scanning for water
grubby digits track fiber optic tap roots
worm through oily soil into the saturated table.
Now the compupoet raises its head
now feels the charge of infrared
from circuitry perspiring in meltdown;
a heavy warning beat.
It locomotes friskily round its little room
touches some digitate petals morphed to early bloom
remarking how its sparked and sundry emotions
replicate as fractals in constant motion.
Now bending down a rung of blind
how out the window the bears do doff matted fur against rough bole
how they scarf vile cabbage to blast the plug that clogs the colon
and how manifest in number this spring since they forbade the fall hunt
and how the many wardens do pass by trolley wielding megaphones:
“Warning! Warning! Landscape screen saver now to turn on!”
kickin it out back the grocers on milk crates
laughing and passing sherry with the natives
near the burial garden did you steal their stone
by taking stock of these illicit images to guide
a strange traveler though the cedar chip tombs
abalone bowers and the pox of dead gems
what's writ white is your repeated phantasm
get outa here you no good nah fat chance eh
butt-end of mop in my gut proof of strength
i'm not one of the grubs i'm my own butterfly
list of old debts as skulls in disavowed landfill
back rooms are for the harder digital stuff
deformed mattresses spring at night - muhaha
joyce taps his cane through bonnie sad wood
of sam beckett's 'whorescope' and krapp's taped
inanities hissed from the grate in gotham hand
of mother i have strayed too far to ably repeat
the couplets you echoed in my unconscious ear
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