Two Poems

by Dominique Béchard

Dominique Béchard was born in Northern Ontario, and attended the University of Toronto. Her poems have been featured in Arc, The Hart House Review, Acta Victoriana, and The Steel Chisel, among others. She is currently completing her MFA at New York University.

Nocturne

Without fail, late evening
sets off the neighbour’s treacle of bluegrass,

The mosquito’s kingdom of cool
sweat & petroleum—

What unmanageable sadness
to be without you

& everything otherwise impeccable,
a shirring of fir, lake, haskap:

Compendium of ought
to feel all right.

 

 

Aubade

I am kept awake listening
for the lonesome

timber wolf, sentinel
to what evaporates—

havoc of verglas on window,
& my tenuous finger tracing

length of river, lure of ephemera.

The doctor labels my grim
anatomy nothing to worry about,

labels me unruly with drinking solo,
prescribes Strauss, nature walks

with a sweet-tempered dog, & less
remorse for avoiding those I love.

 


Dominique Béchard was born in Northern Ontario, and attended the University of Toronto. Her poems have been featured in Arc, The Hart House Review, Acta Victoriana, and The Steel Chisel, among others. She is currently completing her MFA at New York University.

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