Sore from typing and mousing, all night
tunnel vision, after a session
building, planning, war
to whatever appears
synced to motivations
from the bedrock.
Gathered, precious little objects of anxiety
sorted out and disheveled continuously.
Sometimes an ache
throws me to a frantic pace
and I actually sweat.
only a silence
that I can savour
for a few moments in the morning.
JOSEPH STROHAN’s poetry is often a kind of self-reporting, and is seemingly intent on digging up the secrets he’s kept even from himself. “‘Would you believe me if I told you that I’ve never broken a promise to myself?’ I said to myself.” What appears as a quotation might very well be an intermingling of a developing character and self-soothing. Strohan earned his BFA at Emily Carr University of Art and Design in Vancouver, Canada. He exhibits his visual art in Europe and North America.