Poem by Daniel S. Boroughs


 

Fishing In Foreign Lands

Almost dead dreaming
I’m in Laos I place I’ve never been to
A place I can barely imagine
Fishing, slumped with a bullet in my leg
The wound is wrapped
But the infection grows
I finally wash ashore

Hop a train to another landscape
This time Osaka
Not too far? I’m not sure
They did not require geography in grade school
All I know, it’s a bridge over troubled waters

The stink of air spoiling my stress headache
Could I take route here?
I can be a mask of a man
No longer recognize my own face
The world is early mornings
A deep tissue itch of the beard
It’s calming to note

I am not quite at my deathbed yet
Fruit salad cocktail, everything American
The sweetened fine points of familiarity
My sad lips tremble
Damn wound
It’s going to be veteran status for me if I don’t remove it

All I do is pray like we all do in foreign territory
When all I can identify is the fruit in the bowl
Certitude crumbles with a clock no longer in session
The sun cracks, we do not know, but I do
I imagine therefore I bring into view what once was not

My old hat, new pants, draped like a king; American
How I am pitted against the wall, a barrier so great
That the limp-wristed poo-poo me
Always anger in my shoulders
Rough up any dawn I witness
Bad leg carry me anywhere but home.

 

Photography © Glenn Bowie

Photography © Glenn Bowie

 

Daniel S. Boroughs attempts poetry and runs a small press of chapbooks by local poets out of the northeast corridor of the United States. He is a DJ for rock shows in his local area and gets weird with the funky jams with his co-pilot, DJ Rob Vaughn Guess. He strains his hand, mind, and heart to write daily because inspiration does not fall out of the sky. His work has appeared in BURP, Flying Fish Zine, Elephant, Unarmed Journal, and The Outlaw Poetry Network. He lives with his loving wife, Anne Marie and son, Harvey in New London, Connecticut.

Glenn Bowie is a published poet, lyricist and photographer from the Boston area. He also owns and operates an elevator company that supplies custom-built elevators for clients from New England to Hollywood. Author of two poetry and photograph collections (Under the Weight of Whispers and Into the Thorns and Honey) on Big Table Publishing, he donates all profits from his books to various charities for the homeless and local animal shelters. Glenn is also the official photographer for the Newton Writing and Publishing Center.

 

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