Friday, July 13, 2012

Moda


 









MODA 
for Elizabeth Bachinsky

No, I don’t want to stay at your place
I need time and space and odder hours to deal with
a spectacular national celebration unequalled

since Expo ’67 in Montreal. It’s not fair to
expect me to adhere to your eccentricities
No, I don’t want to stay at your place

I will have my own. What a city! But no
I’m coming, but no. I can’t possibly stand
a spectacular national celebration unequalled

since the 1851 World’s Fair in London
I found a hotel. It’s cheap. A legacy project. Moda. So
no, I don’t want to stay at your place

Travel, uneasy. Your city, stifling
Everyone clamours their cultural capital there, at
a spectacular national celebration unequalled

since Deculturation. I will write a poem, meet for whiskey
You will bring me a gift and I will get sick and you will insist, but
no, I don’t want to stay at your place
I’m sure it’s spectacular, unequalled