DAVID GROULX
The Rusty Toque | Issue 3 | Poetry | October 12, 2012
THE TRUTH ABOUT LOVE
It’s cold and raining outside I want to curl beside you like a cat dying of tetanus from an infected wound you gave me years ago THE BUSINESS OF MARRIAGE
Let’s be pragmatic about this
business like because it is business You may kiss me but neither of us want to be kissed We may stare at each other but neither us of want to be stared at We desire each other but we cannot say and we cannot hurt Our business is another kind of pain You may stroke me with your words or with your hands press hard against me We crave this wicked kind of love soon it will be over my love soon it will be done my dear this wretched necessity This sad business of ours |
DAVID GROULX was raised in the Northern Ontario mining community of Elliot Lake. He is proud of his Native roots—his mother is Ojibwe and his father French Canadian. David studied creative writing at the En’owkin Centre, Penticton, BC, in 1998–99, where he won the Simon J. Lucas Jr. Memorial Award for poetry. He is the author of Night in the Exude (Tyro Publications, 1997), The Long Dance (Kegedonce Press, 2000), Under God's Pale Bones (Kegedonce Press, 2010), A Difficult Beauty (Wolsak & Wynn, 2011), Rising With A Distant Dawn (Bookland Press, 2011), and Chant Terra Indigenia (forthcoming in 2013 with Bookland Press). David’s poetry has appeared in over a hundred periodicals in England, Australia, Germany, Austria, and the USA. He lives in a log home near Ottawa.
