nineteen
Some young foreign diplomats, still oblivious to the secrets of the chancelleries. Shells of ships floating amongst maritime litter.
~
the young - we will call them young - eyed the striped box with its handle. each cranked it, complicit.
twenty
FANLIKE TAIL
FEATHERS OF
PEACOCKS IN
AND ABOUT.
THOSE WERE
THE LAST
DAYS OF
DIPLOMATIC LOITERING,
OF THE
TRUE PLENIPOTENTIARIES.
THEY PUT
ON FALSE
BEARDS AND
RESUMED THEIR
TÊTE-À-TÊTE. IN
DUE COURSE,
IT WOULD
TRIGGER THEIR
INVOLVEMENT IN
PHILANTHROPIC ACTIVITIES.
~
tails often abut. we’re last, loitering, diplomatic putters. false sand, their course: cough up green
fees, strategy ~ holes, clubs, par.
twenty-one
Port Arthur is still taken every day by late Bergman characters. But
breakfast first. Bran
soaked in petrol. Won't
take long.
~
foliage density amplifies
sonation, instrumentation,
guided wrinkles.
Chris Turnbull is the author of continua (Chaudiere Books 2015) and [ untitled ] in o w n (CUE Books 2014). Another sequence from undertones can be found on 3 am (Duos #9). The Capilano Review (Spring 3.35) recently published a selection from her developing book, candid. Other text and installation pieces can be found online, in print, and within landscapes. She curates rout/e, a footpress whereby poems are planted on trails: www.etuor.wordpress.com.
Bruno Neiva is a text artist and writer. https://brunoneiva.weebly.com/