WELDON HUNTER: for GERRY GILBERT

Shank's Pony

 for Gerry Gilbert

what do you hear in the city

that gets very wet in a rising tone?

where the rain is falling in gusts

and you see the Fall in the gutters

in fact the blue and grey of the sky

comes out rather explicitly in the falling water

I take my shoe

and give it a fuckin good shake

if only I could keep

from moving this heap of limbs

I went for a walk in the supply district

but all I could find were leaves and planets

the kinetic resurrection of

commerce has eroded the streets

the roads get stoned

the avenues come to visit

the stars twinkle like salted fish

the sun is a glittering lyric hibiscus


Weldon Hunter is a poet and PhD student at the University of British Columbia. He is preparing a dissertation on Gerry Gilbert and other Vancouver poets.