(at the Royal Ontario Museum)
How sleep loves bones:
nightly she tends Tyrannosaurus,
comforts through the thundering seasons of its life
and in its death holds deep its darkening bones.
Discovery, slow dynamite, brings into light those bones
and Latin-names them, leaches them of data,
resurrects them into this skeleton above us balanced,
skull posed downward toward a whiff of prey.
Parched spaces pattern the dark bones
exposed against the white geometry of windows,
where stark light through years of days would bleach them.
Is this the end, the static heaven of a sunny day?
Or does the huge head nod?
Is this instead a solstice, one attenuated day
which sleep now coaxes toward an eon of descent?
Is there a greater cycle bearing us round,
bones, data and discoverers, into another dark
where sleep and love are one?
(published in November, 2012, in the Red Claw Press Anthology, Seek It: Writers and Artists Do Sleep.)
Marvyne Jenoff was born in Winnipeg and has spent her adult life in the Toronto area. A member of the LCP since the 1970s, she has published books of poetry and experimental fiction with Canadian literary presses. She is also a visual artist. Website www.marvynejenoff.com, blog of recent writing www.imaginativeforays.wordpress.com