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Caveat Lector Poetry Contest: Honorable Mention Nicholas Lomonosoff |
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Upper CanLit Village Under the viaduct, past the lock blockhouse The road runs - through and beyond beauty; A road knows not to overstate its usefulness, Not to bring disfiguring business in its wake. So, no Canadian Tire, no John Deere dealership In slick, soldierly machinery mars perfection. This is peace. You wouldn't understand. A municipal bylaw states that bicycles Are allowed, but not skateboards: these tend to gash Spontaneity's spark from Heaven's grid. Pity the angels, |
Sullen and indentured, baseball caps on backward, Serving stale ambrosia to puzzled strangers. Americans and French Canadians are Welcome here, but not for too long. They might disturb The seller of rare, first editions, the Royal Canadian Legion, the faux-Scottish Hotel bar where the locals sip, shoulders locked, Arcane, defensive as a game of dominos. ***
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