This poem won People's Choice in the 2016 2-Day Poem Contest
This wavering sky and dust-up
leaf-slinging winds charcoaled as massed
crows chasing Tippi Hedren, or the
clawed rail line whir of cloud bellies
bearded with rain. Amid crawling tail
lights the doctor says a furuncle is a boil,
then authorities clatter in past the radio scratch,
another divorced parent gone bat-shit mad.
You say you remember the last one. The greasy
spoon crowd hinged to a stop, televisions
animate with reporters. It was a father, crumpled
his fortune pulling rigged slots. In time kids
will prune curse words, learn to evade fervent
hinky-voiced adults. Windshield wipers retweet
cleared instants. In this moment strained
through rearview mirrors, we are becoming
others, with nothing left to salt away. The entire
world wide-eyed for an emerald Ford sedan.
Published online July 05 2016.
Michael Fraser has been published in numerous national and international anthologies and journals including: Paris Atlantic, Arc, CV2, and The Caribbean Writer. He won Arc’s reader’s choice award for 2012, and was included in the Best Canadian Poetry in English 2013. He won Freefall’s 2014 and 2015 Poetry Contests. His latest book is To Greet Yourself Arriving (Tightrope Books).
This poem was a winner in CV2’s annual 2-Day Poem Contest. Every April, CV2 challenges players to create a new original poem that uses all 10 words of our choosing. It’s poetry under pressure for prizes, publication, and personal bests. Learn how to sign up for the next 2-Day Poem Contest.