Established in 2008 and sponsored by the Helen Zell Writers' Program at the University of Michigan, Canarium Books is an independent press dedicated to publishing poetry by established and emerging authors from the United States and abroad.
Heeding the advice of everyone from Aristotle and Napoleon to Tom Cruise and a handful of hypothetical textbook characters, Suzanne Buffam takes on the prospect of motherhood in “Trying”—our sixth selection for Read This Poem—as chosen by Srikanth Reddy.
“I know kung fu.” It won’t bring back the world.
5:15 a.m.: I wake from another dream,
the same as every dream. A man builds a ship
in my chest. Each of the sailors
carries by her breast a picture of her sister.
The ship is not the image of a ship.
Beyond its sails there are no stars.
Abstract machines of waves. It breaks without contour or memory. When one speaks of water, subject and object form in the phrases. The mimosa flowers between December and March, the stream flows, etc. simply said for the gesture of saying words. There is an abyss. Poetry …
Fire blazes the best path to the dead, to the forlorn solos— let no tuber rebut. And Otis letters by the cartload get gutted, mercifully, mercifully. Yet, later, while kayaking with a postal inspector, I was informed that the deified Dead Letter Office was dead. To whom can the reviled deliver themselves now? All the mail is posted and gone and there is so much letter left.