Forest Fire

Goldfinches Near Cooper Marsh

Beer and Rock Bass


The Creek Behind My House

The Game


En Route à Montréal/The Flowering Crab

Siamese Fighting Fish/Distant Carp

In Open Air

First Unmelting Flake


Remembered Moose

About the Poet


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Near Cooper Marsh

by Jesse P. Ferguson

Forest Fire

No chemical retardant
could ever extinguish
that forest fire
atop her head,
the carrot-coloured floss
of flame that singes
my curious eyes, gnawing
with blazing jaw
into the aged and dried logs
of her sorrow.

And watching her with the darting
black eyes of a whitetail,
I blindly obey the instinct
that lies like old guilt in my gut,
commanding me to flee
any heat I can’t comprehend.

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Copyright © 2006 by Jesse P. Ferguson
Electronic edition, 2006. ISBN 1-896362-40-0
Print edition forthcoming. ISBN 1-896362-41-9