as a child

This poem won Honourable mention in the 2008 2-Day Poem Contest

Poppa’s trinkets shudder

and rattle against the window-shelf pane

whenever one of the grans primes the pump outside:

an Alaskan fishnet float of glass, the old-fashioned

spun sugar cone with its fancy crest,

a camphor-smelling blue glass bottle,

tall and nervous on the sill.

 

Gramma calls him packrat,

the proof in bags in the shed—

yellowed curling papers, shiny photos

now sun-warmed into clumps,

the Nobel township article he never finished—

nails and hooks on the mudroom wall for

sun-bleached bones, a beaver jaw,

rusted horse-bit and buckle, a hole-y minnow net,

the burnt sienna of Georgian Bay sand.

 

We gasp at the tiny hummingbird nest,

spun of cobwebs and the filament of moth feelers,

light as the sad puff of pipe smoke

Rupert the trapper leaves behind when he visits

for permission to trap beaver, rabbit, lynx.

Poppa says no trappers, no ski-dos, no Hydro men

on my land. Period.

 

He can be stern as Baba Yaga, flying around

in her butter-churn at midnight past the bone gate.

 

He can be soft too—

lets me touch the viceroy butterfly still

alive on his cap—the velvet powder wings,

bumblebee thorax, piece-of-thread legs

poking around like antennae.

 

It tickles.

 

Even when Gramma says time for sparklers

I cannot wrench myself away …

 

The breath-beat open and close:

brown paper scrap then a butterfly

in a blink. Open close

open and off!

 

Well that’s that. Poppa’s big hands

on his knot knees help him up with a groan,

open the screen door to let it out,

offer me a half zebra-mussel shell

he found under his big chair—

vessel for my new treasures.

Published online June 01 2008.

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.


Poem as Travelogue cover image

This piece was published in ‘Poem as Travelogue,’ the Summer 2008 issue of CV2.

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