Poems

Cornel Bogle

June 8, 1979

I use to work a place where I cut news clippings
till one day I left my scissors and reach for a blade
next ting I know is blood all over,
so I start write letters to the editor instead.

June 20, 1980 

Me see you gone all the way out there to
the kiss-me-arse Wess — tek train, tek canoe
tek plane and walk pon foot
spread yuhself cross white man country
like a hand o’ banana.

Cornel Bogle was born in Kingston, Jamaica, and is a PhD student in the Department of English and Film Studies at the University of Alberta. He is currently working on his first collection of poetry, “As Man,” which explores the relationship between Austin Clarke and Sam Selvon, and the letters they exchanged with each other over the course of careers.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.