KIM FAHNER AT THE POETRY PARTY
Kim Fahner writes: I was meant to read in Calgary (at Pages on Kensington) on April 8th, and in Edmonton at Audreys Books on April 9th as part of the Pedlar Press tour, but both readings were cancelled because of the virus.
On this mid-August day
the sun succumbs to the fancies
of the unseen moon, eases closer,
persistent, certain, Catherine Wheels
sparking wildly toward the unknown.
Moon is pockmarked with love.
Empty riverbeds and traces of
lost spacemen who gathered up
pieces of moonlight, stones to take home
in their pockets. Sun is suspended fire,
solitary; moon a patient shadow
progressing, occult dime disk.
They meet: obscured,
aching, a pavan, kisses
seen through empty
shoe and cereal boxes.