Poems by Seymour Mayne

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Seymour Mayne is the author, editor or translator of more than sixty books and monographs. His writings have been translated into many languages, including French, German, Hebrew, Polish, Portuguese, Russian, and Spanish. His latest collections include Ricochet: Word Sonnets/Sonnets d’un mot – 2011 (a bilingual French edition of his word sonnets) and The Old Blue Couch and Other Stories – 2012, a volume of his selected short fiction.  A fervent innovator of the word sonnet, he has given readings and lectured widely in Canada and abroad on this unique new ‘miniature’ form.  He serves as Professor of Canadian Literature, Canadian Studies, and Creative Writing at the University of Ottawa.
[presentation by Chris Tanasescu]
 
 
Toboggan
 
The
tongue
is
a
toboggan
barely
resting
long
enough
on
ledges
of
frozen
slope.

 
 
Light
 
Who
believes
in
light
everlasting,
enlightening
silence,
darkness
and
the
first
and
final
word?
 
 

Practice Run
 
What
is
this
sleep?
Practice?
I
put
up
my
feet
to
float
into
reverie.
 
 

Ground
 
Who
claims
this
honed
silence
where
ice
and
rock
have
ground
each
other
down?
 
 

Fossil Fuel
 
A
million
years
of
beetles
take
us
north
in
convoys
for
one
short
weekend.

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