April is National Poetry Month, and to mark the occasion we'll be sharing some of our favourite poems from collections we've published over the years. Today's poem is "Fish and Bird" by Allison LaSorda from the collection Stray.
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"Fish and Bird"
by Allison LaSorda
The smallest cut has the fewest needs.
The largest cut’s requirements surpass
our abilities. That slit’s impossible to find
unless by chance, and then proves tough
to classify. Recognizable as flesh, not slash
or butterfly, lance or scrape; neither prepared
event nor accident. It exists between, a split
virtually in twain. The largest cut plumbs
unreachable depths, swims with blind,
frightening fish. Its unlimited closets,
hidden attics, shake with captured wind
from the hubbub of birds’ wings.
To call it a sinkhole mightn’t be wrong.
The smallest cut is childhood, every memory
a splinter. The largest cut is your potential,
beckoning with inborn chirps like everything
you couldn’t say, and everything you did.