Sample Poems by Katrin Talbot
Gild
Where I’m staying,
you can’t see the neighbours,
just the mountains and
the distant sparkling of
a city below in the evenings
Here, expansive solitude,
song of high desert finches,
ravens ripping through
the soundscape,
a gentle breeze cooling
you in the shade
So where do you put
the surprise of a
whinny next door?
Just one simple
declaration of
corporeality
After the startle,
this equine delineation,
worthy of
a gilded frame
Diva
She had the million-dollar voice
with a personality that
poisoned her potential
She’d sung with Glenn Gould
Oh yes, Glenn—he was such a nice boy
She taught, professor of voice,
studied breathing, watching
animals’ chests rise and fall, nostrils flare
A life of in and out,
deep, shallow, the focus of
her teaching
She exhaled hordes of
brilliant, resilient students,
ready to exchange oxygen with
the most expressive carbon dioxide
And in the end, through the gauze of
Alzheimer’s, she told her caretakers
I hope my last breath is
the best one I ever take
remembering Ilona Kombrick
Caught
You didn’t know yet
one could visit you,
so I borrowed its freedom
for you and
slipped it into your hand so
you could hold the glow,
the lit magic of
summer evening—
an elegance of luciferase in
your palm
Firefly
An Afternoon with Jack London
It was simple conversation,
nothing complicated,
all earth-based:
the soil’s well-being,
no discussion of the current
state of American fiction
Just a few words
between Jack and the kingsnake coiled
under the rock marking
Mr. London’s final call
of the wild
Tending
The car,
always pulling to the right
The heart,
towards wanting
Sunflowers,
of course
Ants,
along the scent,
marching
And sorrow;
tend with care
and don’t overwater