"In limbo dovetail abode (Las Meninas pigeons)"
Klara du Plessis
Winner of the 2019 Pat Lowther Memorial Award and shortlisted for the Gerald Lampert Memorial Award, Klara du Plessis’ debut collection, Ekke, was released from Palimpsest Press. Her second book is forthcoming in fall, 2020. Klara is a PhD English Literature student at Concordia University and a researcher for SpokenWeb and is currently expanding her curatorial practice to include experimental Deep Curation poetry reading events, an approach which places poets’ works in deliberate dialogue with one another and heightens the curator’s agency toward the poetic product.
the couture pigeons lapse in their elegance.
Stiffened bodice-laces collapse, snap to a grinding halt.
The geometry of being tied in neatly reverberates,
word, cataclysmic cut,
chaos of mobility.
Sex positivity festers / fosters
undergarment grasps like fingers,
feral / feathers / fetish
Imagine being able to fly but just sitting there.
Queen of seatedness, staring off mid-distance in tousled regality
holding emblems of plumes
The wing could be an existential question
cavorting with the wind, rising and falling politically,
the hollows inside feathers and bones
adding celestial eminence to being
urban effigies of the sky.
little skeletal heads pointing outward to the rest of the world
as oculus orifice.
Measure space in the yellow yolks of prefabricated sunshine.
Recycle cartons as sacrifice to the pinhole gods of the quotidian.
Portico, columnar structure,
almost ancient in systemic insinuation.
Balcony is a synonym for gallery after all.
Holding audience with wings / images
formal interview and
tiny little hearts of pigeons eclipsing their own pulse.
Ripping through the close-set nudge,
tight little wedge of upper body, bondage
to its own torsion.
Succinct tension of succulence,
growing, guarding, a beneficent armour.
Careening across the physical features of the sky.
Auricular is not an oracle but the hidden
of feathers listening delicately.
Due to oddities of perspective
the clouds that seem to be towering at arm’s-length
are probably hovering overhead.
The knife-edge of representation
tropical tree freedom.
This isn’t his other peace dove,
but monochrome left behind in favour of purple,
bright blue, yellow so happy it’s an awning for the final pigeons.