Monday, 5 May 2025

2 Poems by Jeremy Nathan Marks

At the lakehead

The lake was blue
gold wheat pines
white the silence
full

I saw a peak
a giant once
asleep stand up
river unwinding
from its navel

Umbilical attached
our land a single
beat, before iron rails
steam whistles

This water cycle.


Silence

The pressing question is
this: Have you felt the loaf
of silence

Settle in your belly
I say loaf
not brick
because silence
is easier to slice
than something so
composite

Sure, a loaf can crumble
like brick,
both are friable
but there is no mortar
holding silence together
it is a house

Undivided.



Bionote

Jeremy Nathan Marks lives in the Great Lakes Region of Canada. His latest book is Captain's Kismet (Alien Buddha Press, 2025). You can follow him on Substack @SandCounties.

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