Marks by Brian Henderson

Within a steep or stretched charm
Slight variation circulates
Going underground at the sigil
Of the future aspen colonies
That can be thousands of years old
Though human-spanned trees but

Not quite so fast the end all of each singularity

Burst catkin departure
Of a loved one as if
Clouds had knives you hurt
So solidly so be all
The open glances the
Lichen measuring
The north side of light where
The sound of a life stopping

Hides in its resistance open

Ash water tree nib
Pressure on paper leaves
The one anchor of want
What meaning wants so desperately to mean


Copyright © Brian Henderson. Originally published in Heartwood: Poems for the Love of Trees (League of Canadian Poets, 2018).


Brian Henderson is a GG finalist and the author of 11 books of poetry including The Alphamiricon, a deck of visual poem cards now online at Ubu: His latest is [OR] from Talonbooks. Unidentified Poetic Object is forthcoming from Brick in 2019. He is a co-editor of the Laurier Poetry Series.

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