Kim Fahner
In one breath,
under a shadowed night tree,
I wish to be a
planet. I wish to turn slowly,
to see night
become day over and over again,
to feel the
throb of rhythm, the tattoo of
heartbeat at
the place where the skin
is thinnest, at
my wrist. Kiss me there.
Remind me that
I have thin skin.
In one breath,
when a crow flies above me,
I wish to be a
branch. I wish to reach out,
fastened to
trunk but leaning towards sky,
to feel the
leaves flicker around me
and brush over
my shoulders,
wind chimes
belling in my ears.
Remind me that
I can fly.
In one breath,
when I swim in a borrowed lake,
I wish to be a
fish. I wish to slip through water,
fins and scales
layering themselves, prismed,
as I dip and
dive with spirit. This fish,
I think, will
lead me away from shore,
from grasp of
clothes, from press of gravity.
Remind me that
I am free.
In one breath,
in this slow inhale and exhale,
I make myself
again, over and over,
until the
planet stops turning, the branch
stops reaching,
the fish stops swimming.
Kim Fahner lives and writes in Sudbury, Ontario.
She was the fourth poet laureate of Sudbury (2016-18), and was the first woman
appointed to the role. Kim's latest book of poems is These Wings (Pedlar
Press, 2019). She is a member of the League of Canadian Poets, as well as a
supporting member of the Playwrights' Guild of Canada. Currently, she is
Ontario representative for the Writers' Union of Canada. Kim has recently had
poems published in Room, Riddle Fence, and Prairie Fire.
She may be reached via her author website at www.kimfahner.com
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