While I’ve not typically been good at producing occasional poems with any regularity or timeliness, after a relaxing holiday break that included a minor bug of some sort, a great amount of good reading, a few good cups of coffee, a bunch of scrolling about Twitter, and yes, the odd period or two of streamed junior hockey, I seem to have come up with something resembling a New Year’s poem.
Here’s to 2015, whatever it might bring. Enjoy!
CAR ACCIDENT ON THE FIRST DAY OF THE NEW YEAR
MVA near 49 Williams Lake Rd; single vehicle into pole. Emergency crews responding
how we came to know of it? off-hand –
over twitter & the like; a quirk of quick
sown bits of bandwidth, peeked – though
it happened only just next door
as we coolly blinked & pecked about our own held hands’
devices, their strobing faux-wintry glow.
how, despite the gently falling snow, we
countenanced the cat’s show only in hindsight;
how he didn’t so much as shudder
at what we now know must have been
that holy instant: his purring simply stolid, a cool
pause; his timbre low. how it was
they might have died, off-hand: how foreheads at once can
blow-furrow a windshield’s glass; transparency
go opaque. how understanding’s the tinselled throes
of a sudden, sudden stop. how the officer –
seen parka-bound & scene-aglow from
my neighbourly, cold-creaking step – dispatched
with all formality &, in slo-mo, shuffled along this
going’s slushy leavings, shovel a near frozen mop.
how she leaned there, on it – the year’s young edge
a slowly-shouldered minor blizzardry of some brake
light-glittered snow – just so.