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


Chapbook Home

Friday Circle Home

Near Cooper Marsh

by Jesse P. Ferguson

Remembered Moose

I. Fishing Trip, 1992.

Hard to tell his size
from far down the dirt road,
but as we approached
I found him smaller
than I would have guessed,
antlerless, young.
Did he also feel
that nausea,
mine from the bumpy motion
of our van, his from our intrusion?

II. On the Highway, 2002.

A carload of close friends
colliding with a sudden black mass,
steel crumpled, crazed safety glass,
antlers through the windshield—
thunder without lightning.

III. Trophy, Yesterday.

A slumped, sleek mound
dangling a limp tongue over
the tailgate of a rusted pickup,
lying in his own blood and waste,
barrelling down the highway
towards butchery and debasement.
And me, of a sudden, wishing
his hulking frame
smashed to pieces
on that truck’s grill,
rather than gutted and mastered
by irreverent knives.

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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