Laura Lamont

SUNDAY VISITS

 

And the wolves howl in the forest.
Really a shrubbery, but
the journey is to granny’s house,
and she has teeth. Not pointy ones;
these gnashers are more practical
for tea and toast and soft chicken
sandwiches. In the evening,
she takes them out for her tipple:
whisky and milk, a little ice.
I bring her the glass, hand shaking,
hiding in my hoodie, because
if she bites, I will have to run.

 

 

TRIP PLANNING

 

everything is exclamation marks today

on the seed table beyond the window

chee-chee-chee

a black-capped bird agrees with me

we are impatient for summer
stone-grey waxwings gobble the last 

crabapples        quick to the feast 

too busy to chatter        they flicker
       
 among the branches

waiting for the geese to call them north

 


 

Laura Lamont has published poems in both Descant and CV2, and was shortlisted twice for the Winston Collins/Descant Prize for Best Canadian Poem. Her first chapbook, a collaboration with designer Jess Dixon for Saskatoon’s JackPine Press, will be published in July 2015. She lives in Winnipeg.

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