If I Were from New England this Poem Would Feature an Encounter with a Deer
In Montreal I manoeuvre between
Gchat, iMessage, Facebook Chat, and Twitter,
all the while wishing that I was sitting quietly by a lake,
listening for loon calls.
I know I could drive to a lake if I really wanted to
but I just tweeted something clever,
and what if CultMTL wanted to contact me for an interview?
If I were from New England
this poem would feature an encounter with a deer,
but I'm not so I YouTube "loon calls"
and refresh my inbox.
Saying Hello to the Girl Who Can Wear Her Hair Like a Scarf
"Bears that live by the ocean
will lift rocks in search of crabs
at low tide.
They look ridiculous doing so,
like people in bear-suits,