Unfinished poem
Could you shut the poem?
Would you mind shutting the poem?
It’d help to have the poem shut.
It’s getting a bit crowded in here.
Shall we keep out the words?
*
Now, what have you forgotten to do?
A tetrad for the restoration of a Pennsylvanian age coal swamp
(Shows, left)                                                         (Shows, right)
scale trees                                                            scouring rushes
(Shows, lower left)                                            (Notes)
seed ferns                                                              large dragonfly
20-dollar poem
Furless towers
               drizzle
potbellied typefaces.
Watchdogs, sightly
rewound,
innovate clockwise.
               Unrelated,
gobbledegook toboggans
boycott awfully,
pursue
longsome lowlands.
backslashes
               thickening.
Glass-blowing poem
No air                                                                           Bright, yellow,
                                                                                        smoky
                                                                                                                        Silent
Some air                              Bright blue                  Light blue
                                                                                                                        Silent
More air                               Bright blue                                                Roaring sound
Still more air                       Bright blue                   Violet
                                                                                                                        Gentle hiss
Even more air                    Translucent-Violet
- less gas                                                                                                       Gentle hiss
Five-mooded poem
1.   The poem comes / is coming / came.
2.   The poem is said to be coming / it is said that the poem came.
3.   Is the poem coming / did it come?
4.   So the poem is coming after all!
5.   But the poem was going to come! (and now it turns out it is not)
Catherine Vidler's first collection of poems Furious Triangle was published by Puncher and Wattmann in 2011. She is the editor of online literary magazine Snorkel (www.snorkel.org.au)
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