send me to the town’s

 

bruised core

 

to the late-night girls

caught out by the early sun

 

 

an implosion of grace

 

and the last owl           tunnels home

 

the first magnolia opens

 

 

let me find

 

alternative routes        lived-in dioramas

souls dyed in red iridescence

 

fag-ends attached to the mouths of brothers and sisters

 

 

 

like a born prodigal             I walk

 

through kaleidoscopic patterns

that bedazzle paths

 

that keep halving              quartering

 

 

curled up in my hand           a message

stains and smells

won’t rub off

persons unknown            read to me

 

 

amputations of sagas washed up on a beach

 

Iain Britton, well-known New Zealand poet has published widely in such magazines as Agenda, Stand, The Reader, Warwick Review, The Wolf Magazine, Nthposition, Blackbox Manifold, The Tower Journal, Scythe Literary Journal, Leafe Press, Horizon Review, The Literateur,  Reconfigurations, Harvard Review, BlazeVOX, Drunken Boat, Zoland Poetry, Upstairs at Duroc, Jacket and the International Exchange for Poetic Invention, Moloch Journal, Anything, Anymore, Anywhere, and The Black Herald Press and Poola US poetry journal. Oystercatcher Press (UK) published his third poetry collection in 2009, Kilmog Press (NZ) his fourth in 2010. The Red Ceilings Press (UK) published his ebook 10 Poems in 2012.