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Secrets of Weather & Hope
Secrets of Weather & Hope
Secrets of Weather & Hope
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Shortlisted for the 2002 Gerald Lampert Award

Sue Sinclair's poems speak from that precise place where our perception of the world and our capacity for language meet and embrace, where our sense of experience goes to get sharpened and refreshed. That experience might involve the inner lives of clouds, the flourishing and passing of a tulip, the evocative scent of wolf willow, or the intricate arts of Bach and Virginia Woolf. These poems are deft, musical, and quick in the moment, alive to the sensuous surface and the meditative depth, their antennae fully extended.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherBrick Books
Release dateMay 15, 2001
ISBN9781771310635
Secrets of Weather & Hope
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Sue Sinclair

Sue Sinclair grew up on the ancestral homelands of the Beothuk in Newfoundland and is currently living on Wəlastəkwiyik Territory, where she teaches creative writing at the University of New Brunswick. She is the author of five previous collections of poetry, all nominated for or winners of national or regional awards. Sinclair edits poetry for Brick Books and is also editor of the Fiddlehead.

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    Secrets of Weather & Hope - Sue Sinclair

    Secrets of Weather & Hope

    Sue Sinclair

    Secrets of Weather & Hope

    Brick Books

    NATIONAL LIBRARY OF CANADA CATALOGUING IN PUBLICATION DATA

    Sinclair, Sue, 1972–

    Secrets of weather & hope

    Poems.

    I. Title. II. Title: Secrets of weather and hope.

    ps8587.155278S42 2001 c811'.6 c2001-930377-7

    PR 9199.3.S5342S42 2001

    Copyright © Sue Sinclair, 2001.

    We acknowledge the support of the Canada Council for the Arts for our publishing programme. The support of the Ontario Arts Council is also gratefully acknowledged.

    The cover photograph, ‘Torbay Clouds’, is by Peter Sinclair.

    Brick Books

    www.brickbooks.ca

    Box 20081

    431 Boler Road

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    Canada

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    For Mum, Dad, and Steve

    Contents

    Household Effects

    The Pitcher

    Collar Bones

    Green Pepper

    Peonies

    The Dorsals

    In the Bathroom

    Navel

    The Least Terns

    Calcareous

    Tulips

    A Single Piece of Wood

    Red Pepper

    Lilies

    Upstream

    Bone

    Galleries

    André Kertész

    Bach's Concerto for Harpsichord in F Minor

    Four Poems for Virginia Woolf

    I Portrait

    II A Sunday Drive

    III Observation

    IV The Pattles

    Learning the Waltz

    Lyric Strain

    Stained Glass

    Doorways

    In the Diner

    Orange and Red Streak by Georgia O'Keeffe

    Frobisher Bay

    Aperture

    Toronto Skyline

    Trestlework

    Clouds

    Meteorology

    Stratus

    Cumulus

    Cirrus

    Altocumulus Undulatus

    Cirrus Radiatus

    Thunderhead

    Thunderhead II

    Orographic Clouds

    Contrails

    Stratocumulus Undulatus

    The Absence of Clouds

    The Hours

    Mid-Afternoon

    Six O'Clock

    Seven O'Clock

    Eight O'Clock

    Café Interior, Night

    Twelve O'Clock

    Domestic Habits

    Naming the Lilies, You Sleep

    Saturday Afternoon

    Springtime

    The Scent of Wolf Willow

    March

    August

    Saskatchewan

    Grazing

    Heat Effects

    Concessions

    Departure

    Household Effects

    The Pitcher

    Unafraid of the dangers

    of perspective, of distance,

    round as a fruit, sure

    of its proportions,

    it confides in us its secret:

    an inch tall, an inch around,

    dainty lip and handle

    ready to pour.

    You want to hold it in your hand

    because it fits, and makes you believe

    in a place as small and certain

    as that, like the way we remember

    childhood

           through a keyhole:

    our tiny mother,

    tiny father, the tiny bed

    in which we slept. Did we dream?

    We did not. The sun rose

    again

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