Old Fire
Lime green ferns against
the blackened forest floor rise
like samples of new
Lime green ferns against
the blackened forest floor rise
like samples of new
Eye am so beautiful
that men young & old
masturbate at the drop of M(Eye) Hat
at the click of M(Eye) Digital Device
and Eye am left with nothing
not even a breakfast
Last weekend while the largest wildfire
in Nova Scotia’s history
raged and was successfully fought
Eye evacuated to My Friend Dan’s:
He took Me to an almost empty playground
built by a dentist
against the side of a hill
rising from The French Shore.
Dan spoke in Acadian
to one mother with one little boy
on a swing
as Eye meandered to leave.
Then from the top of the hill
a cascade of Children — 2 bus loads —
suddenly flowed down
and around playhouses
toy steel excavators
through rope tunnels
over one stationary boat
inside the ball tent
and through one giant tubular slide —
” Laissez le bon temps rouler!”