Gavin Lucky


Curto

It was beginning
to look like 
the end

(king of the
universe blessed
are you)

Everything returning
		to right angles

something, something hounds of tindalos

tomorrow,
	everything will be same-same
but different

tomorrow,
	the sun will come out,
tomorrow,
	there is no sense of urgency

when everything is present tense

It is important to comprehend this.
If only I could tell you.
If only you could hear me.


(I’m staring at the sunflowers again.)



A Body, In Motion, Attempts To Rest.

Already
acknowledged
circumscribed
the things own
perceived inevitability.

Everything, as Lucretius
tells us, just bodies
in motion.
I have known
atoms now at rest
(oh Ingrid
oh Maria)
I didn’t know
they wouldn’t keep moving
on
forever
(oh Richard
oh Ron).

Gavin Lucky is a peripatetic teacher. Previous work of his has appeared in Otoliths, Riverbed Review, MacQueen’s Quinterly and Shot Glass Journal.

 
 

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