City of Eternal Spring
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Afaa Michael Weaver
Shannon Maguire is an assistant professor in the Department of English at the University of Calgary. The author of two collections of poetry fur(l) parachute and Myrmurs: An Exploded Sestina she has been a finalist for the Robert Kroetsch Award for Innovative Poetry and the bpNichol Chapbook Award.
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City of Eternal Spring - Afaa Michael Weaver
I. Map of the Heart
What the Lotus Said
It will hurt when the knife is pulled away,
pain no longer my walking staff and candle,
mist taking over where doctors and medication
once were the compromise with being born,
stuck down in the algae of a coral reef, mind
more than what settles into the brain, mind
lost, mind found in the summer palace, walking
along, following a man painting the sidewalk
for tourists, each stroke born in a center
between his ears, rippling out from his fingers,
the knife gone, my eyes pulled back, opened
the way angels tip open the speck of a body
to pour in the soul, and my soul sat up, afraid
to believe it had been let loose in a place so far
from where it began, set loose to walk backward,
follow the lines of thought to where a blossom
lifts its head and thrives where flowers die.
Where We Are Born
Swallow, say the name of the place so softly
our cheeks slip onto a creek's tongue where
we sit and wonder how dumplings are made,
the whisk of a hand tucking them into pockets
like tiny purses with surprises for taste buds,
or the joy of fingers tickling babies, babies
the word for birds born to sit and wait in nests
that sing brightly like matches clicking fires
to live for a very short time, requiring mercy
hanging in the air above them where worms
fall from the mouths of mothers. Mother,
come back from the dead and hold me now
where skies speak the truth of orphans to say
that you gave birth to me, how that sounds
like mounds of money on fire, or a chorus
of brown calves crying in fields of wet grass.
The Earthquakes in Taiwan
The life of the air melts, a film comes,
a sleep covers our eyes, a god dismisses us
the way black women shake the skies
to mark an angry place until the gods
in interiors of every speck of dust shake
clouds so the tiniest thunderstones crack.
I split open this way, a world quaking
from a split deep inside origins of hurt,
my throat full, tongue stuck, choking
on the sick lust of men, memories
full of fractures, bent the wrong way until
my life is undone inside me, forests
swaying, mountaintops struggling
to come back to being straight, as if
straightness is what will save a mountain.
The end has come, and it will come again
to show us it has broad dominion over what
we call God or Nature, a fusion of what lives
inside the nerve that goes from what is pure
joy to a fear of joy, the nerve that is the seat
of the peace that proves itself to be a lie
so that I want nothing, no one, no knowing
except what I know is me, a man who melts,
falls apart to be repaired in broken spaces.
A Chinese Theory of Strings
The cattle moo and make a muck under their hoofs
just over the fence from where I walk in the mornings,
down to my office over a mile away, and I have not seen
the cattle but must believe all sound is evidence of life.
The minor junctions in the crevices of