March 13, 2020

NECESSARY ACTIONS OF DISTANCE

A good time to return to this poem by Pearl Pirie, from May 2015


IF ONLY IT WORKED FOR NATIONAL POLICIES


weeding, my hands come up
smelling of spearmint

its rhizomes go-go-gadgets
its spaghetti through the soil.

my mint shampoo
hints incognito/continuity.

something lands oddly.
I pat my head, stroke

the back of a bumblebee.
we each freeze, realize

the mistake in progress. each
takes the necessary actions

of distance. correct courses
dissolve into non-incident.


Pearl Pirie’s most recent collection is the pet radish, shrunken (BookThug). She lives in Ottawa.
Image by Martin Walls www.freeimages.com

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