October 20, 2012
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Found Poetry October 2012
Yesterday in my creative writing group, we explored found poetry....this is a piece from from an original writing piece in Jan 2011
Drifting filling in my driveway, sidewalks, porches and railings,
Melting spots around the blue and white Christmas lights,
Invading spaces of neighbourhood sidewalks, urban freeways and back lanes,
Continually doing battle with shovels, plows, blowers, devices made to battle and conquer,
Walking crunch, crunch the sound of boots,
Dripping real icicles, not the tinsel with which we laden our Christmas trees,
Foraging chickadees beneath laden branches of spruce,
Slowly coagulating circular crystalline pans into larger masses, the precursors to the still frozen North Saskatchewan River:
Officially declared office closure by four government departments,
Pre-arctic blizzard,
Rising temperatures from minus 30oC to a balmy 10-15 o C below and in the warmth, there is a lull, a calm in which large flakes scatter through the night and almost Christmas like in March.
That white stuff whatever we call it…. a blessing if we let it be!
SNOW
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