MADHUR ANAND
The Rusty Toque | Issue 9 | Poetry | November 15, 2015
ANIMAL BEHAVIOUR
"It’s just meant to be a fun and pink thing"
acting marketing manager, JL’s Home Hardware Building Centre In my fourth year as a bachelor of science student I spent days at Storybook Gardens converting pink flamingos into handsome statistics, complete with disposable footmen, the deleted footnotes of my lab assignment. Near the counterfeit Thames, behind a fence, I looked for repeated behaviour, something to count on. For instance, how often one leg was raised. I made little strokes. And I bundled them together. A certain number of feathers were ruffled. The first hand was accurate, the second introduced errors. I filled my sheets with means so suggestive they led me to graduate school. I met a girl in the process of enumerating the aggression of cichlids and yet another who watched bees pollinate paper flowers. One girl performed the Southern blot until the sun rose. And then I saw there were girls everywhere. And we danced in the aquaria and we danced in the terraria and when the weather was correct, we walked, in sequence, the entire length of the path between the realistic river and grass-patched park. FIELD COURSE
Can't jog two circumferences of Exhibition Park
without heading straight for endangerment. Behind chain linked diamonds, dozens of balls flood the court for a lesson. Playability comes from internal pressure, pull of a church key breaks the hermetic seal. Remove two atmospheres, everything loses bounce. Not green, optic yellow, for distance. Made from a form of rubber not easily broken down. What is felt? What delays flow separation in the boundary layer. I’ve never thought of Wimbledon as a habitat, let alone provision of habitat. Cut out circles in spheres become waterproof homes for recovering harvest mice. The mouse always finds the shortest path of return. The long run projects just this: sweaty brow, matted blade. |
MADHUR ANAND'S debut collection of poems is A New Index for Predicting Catastrophes (McClelland & Stewart/Penguin Random House Canada, 2015). Her poetry is also forthcoming in The Walrus.