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Sep 12, 2018 - 10:21 PM
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By: |
joan hue
(Member)
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This poem was published in a rather obscure Northwest magazine, probably because it takes place in the Northwest. Obviously, my father is often used in my poems as he was a grand man and a personal inspiration.
LIFESAVERS
Only five, kid daughter
replacing an absent son, I
fished Lake Rimrock with Dad.
Those too infrequent tugs
on my line frenzied my blood,
small hands wrestling
line and pole, scabbed
knees vising a whirring reel.
My incoherent shrieks dove
through the lake’s surface
and even then, I felt an
imperative to win that
life from its water.
My body, pretzeled around the
fishing pole, was always
the victor thanks to
a calm father who balanced
the rocking boat and
scooped the saving net.
Nothing ever got away,
then.
Too young to tolerate
time between tugs,
five minutes being hours
to one so small,
Dad would hand me
fruit flavored lifesavers,
miniature versions of the
round float rings
harbored in our bow.
Later I grew away from
candy, fish and waters and
have stayed this distance too long.
Now I sense at some
capillary core, a tug
towards lakes and poles.
With only the question mark
curve of a small hook,
could I gain again
some awkward command
of even scaled primitive life?
I ask since deliberate adult
choreography controls so
little except self- netted vagaries.
And if it’s too late
to maneuver a boat from shore,
I can still buy a pack of
Lifesavers, savor round,
sweet circles that float
balanced on my tongue,
rescuing me right
now.
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First, the school shootings
Then, superstorms
When will our leaders realise
This is now the new norm?
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Twas the night at the forum,
when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a Joan
I thought it had been quiet. Is she on holiday?
God TG, you dont think...you dont think shes over here do you? She always threatened it and ive never slept soundly since 
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Yes i saw badgers packing suitcases and getting a taxi and all the squirrels in the road dug up their nuts and hopped on the bus. Plus that day-turned-to-night Barabbas-like eclipse yesterday, i thought something might be up.
Now you have confirmed it.
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I did land in Heathrow two times but then left for Lisbon and came home from Budapest....
There's the answer TG - she WAS here! No wonder all the animals and insects scuttled for cover and we had fire n brimstone of biblical proportions !
I heard on the news Budapest had an earthquake and lisbon had locusts and famine.
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And she brought a plague of ladybirds...
I noticed that. And false widow spiders!!
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