inman
She sailed
over the thundering
water to hover
in the rising plume
of a million mirrors glinting
with sunlight
as the ever-wall
of water fell
like a trick of curtains
and hidden doors
she was gone.
From our table rock view
we scanned the vast
crescent down
to where rapids eased
into churned foam
and there
bare-rolling to the surface
she bobbed
shaking her feathers out
bowing the fish in her beak
to the light.
The Cormorant by Keith Inman. Read by Oliver Porteus
Source: The Author, 2019
Inman‘s favourite lit class was in Ireland (on Joyce); best reading, a cafe in Spain; coolest invite, LA; most interesting editor, from Malta (NY based). Keith started writing over 30 years ago, attending writing courses and programs through Niagara libraries and institutions. His work has won multiple awards and grants. Two of his books, ‘The War Poems’, and ‘SEAsia’, both from Black Moss Press, can be found in major libraries across North America and in Europe. Home is Thorold, where ships climb the continent.
Read Keith Inman’s poem “The Cormorant” and I just wanted to say how much I enjoyed the poem. Keith is one of our best. John B. Lee