(apologies and gratitude to the good seussian doctor) my sister’s name is lonny mac she does not like her coffee black would she drink it in a cafe? would she drink it on a rainy day? would she drink it in a starbucks chair would she drink it here? (or there?) she would not drink […]
Author: Laurie MacFayden
quote of the day
This heart, I know, To be long loved was never framed, For something in its depths doth glow Too strange, too restless, too untamed. — Matthew Arnold, A Farewell
5-7-5 takes the sexy back
i want one hard kiss one barefoot dance in paris when the lights go out under the van gogh starry night is too cliche let’s make it renoir her mouth a campfire when she kisses me for real our lips will combust callie’s back in town that means lagers and flirting at the […]
vodka and orange trees
for CBC radio, edmonton poetry festival promo, sept. 2006 she was looking she was wondering she was trying to remember that burnt coffee cinnamon day at the muttart when the magpie when the bleeding sunrise when the orange tree blended into her blue reflection in the glass pyramids just so just so the bruised light […]
Autographed copy
She is traveling downtown on the bus. She is reading his novel while traveling downtown on the bus. She wonders if the other passengers are aware it is an autographed copy she is reading on the bus. She is reading his novel and wants the other passengers to know it is an autographed copy that […]
fridge spather
what the magnets said, part I: you almost always dream poetry and answer with desire happy woman she could never crack the world entertain these difficult ancient people they are short but mean
so much depends
so much depends read at the kasbar, dec. 6, 2006 (a love poem to all my poet friends — and a thank-you to some very talented people — in particular william carlos williams — because so much of what we do depends upon what came before.) so much depends upon the women who come and […]