This poem won Editor's Choice in the 2014 2-Day Poem Contest
Two worlds have collided, she’s the sailboat
on Sunday afternoon to my Monday morning
barge, probably I cramp her style, even though
we’re floating in the same waters, two versions
of the same song, she points out, takes me along
as she arouses a dimming harbour with her tag,
her way to counter the putative normalcy of Canadian
conformity, not a musician, says she of herself
but a sound painter, when the wolf howls and the
pack answers it’s not the pitches, tempos or
rhythms it’s the timbres that colour you from
inside, and if you’re sufficiently unlocked,
change you, and it’s not about raising the volume,
she’s emphatic, saying the booster is the emotion,
while I try to recall if I’ve had one lately, two
worlds have collided and I’d follow her anywhere.
Published online June 30 2014.
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.