Poem by Anna Mark

Birthplace
It was the hayloft’s aerial devilry— stench of rot in the heat,
barn boards strewn with excrement, swallow and bat,
littered with too many winged corpses for a child to revive—
that compelled her
to startle the nestlings’ dormant balconies into a frenzy
of throats, ablaze at her pounding steps’ command,
to exhaust their instincts.
One thing leads naturally to another in the hayloft
and she tests the sagging boards, judges if they’ll hold
and dangles her burdened legs, weightless now, free as a bird,
soothing figure eights stirring everything
into the cauldron, the barn below, which is her way out,
where she steals a nestling and cradles its listless body,
barely alive, and she didn’t, couldn’t— can’t put it back, but
cradles the hallowed hollow where it belongs.
About the Author – Anna Mark

On the territories of the Mississaugas of the Credit First Nation, Anna’s poems appear mostly in Canadian Journals: Literary Review of Canada, CV2, Spadina Literary Review, Pinhole Poetry; forthcoming in Canadian Literature, Prairie Fire and others. She enjoys writing as a practice of transformation, and watches for those mercurial words in herself, others and the trees!
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