Shearsman 60

Sam Sampson

Four Poems



Nowherewhon

God knows depictions can still move on
          like translucence, snow echoes

                    where ice carves a face, no
                              hones a point of difference

                                                                      Ice is Lake
Lake is Ice
                    still: our surfaces will reverse (no-
where) weighted to a mark; an end, a beginning, and so on….

 

 

 

Decomposition

Sperm whales (littered : leaden : fallowed)
          they lie low, sunk in soiled black

                    buried beneath a roll-call of bird's-
                              eye shrill…of offbeat wash,
                                                                      visceral

                                        this new year moon spills the foreground back,
                    to where twelve beached: blow-holes, black holes: muffled in-formations.


(Karekare: January 1, 2004)

 

 

From Zion Hill

          It's deceptive, the way wavelets highlight this coastline
to say: this sea of black concretion and never endings

                              will always criss-cross at the Manukau Bar.
          To Onehunga, through the Heads, a container ship slides past

                                                            remember, here our words ride-
                                     on surfaces; wavering lines which traverse the Tasman.


Encompassed

Prima facie: I am a part of all that I have met
          and apart from everything else

          a headiness of blinks
blood rituals, and self-inflicted fact
                                                 (a back-

drop: to where solipsists once shaped mission statements
          to where adventurers sailed, and oceans mixed

buoyant receptors)
                                        yes, sensory

          as Ulysses' machinations

(pulling this and being pulled)
          between the person and magnetic north

insisting for instance:
                              opposites will cause movement,
and time? well that's the time that movement takes

          before the magnetic needle details,
visitations; cardinal points, which finger circumstance.



Copyright © Sam Sampson, 2004.


Sam Sampson was born in Titirangi, West Auckland, New Zealand. He is the author of two chapbooks: Gauguin’s Poiësis (1999), and Encompassed (2003). This is his second appearance in Shearsman, and recent poems have appeared, or are forthcoming in: Landfall (NZ), Poetry Review, Slope, and Stand.