Pause for poetry:
Michael Hawkes /16

In Our Lane

A poem by Michael Hawkes

I saw a sack of teddy bears

Tossed into a garbage truck

Out back in the lane.

One day I saw four fine fur coats,

[sheer outta’ luck]

Forsaken in the rain;

Hung on a fence like penitents

Overcome with shame.

And then six pairs of high heeled boots

Scattered there like fallen fruits

Out back in the lane.

With papers, boxes, compost bins,

That line the lane like venial sins,

Piles of our rejected things

Just chucked out in the lane.

The trash collector’s monster truck

Rescues us from all our muck

Redeems us from our wasteful ways;

So thank the mayor for “garbage days’’

That take away the pain.

14/10/20 – Hawkes

Last Poetry Reading Before 2021

Centre des Arts de Stanstead logo - WestmountMag.caSaturday, December 12 will be the last rendez-vous for poetry lovers on Zoom as the Centre des arts de Stanstead will present Nadine Ltaif, of Lebanese origin, and Katia Grubisic. They will be introduced by Sonia Patenaude before reading alternately during the hour, starting at 2 pm.

Everyone is invited to join the two poets on Zoom by visiting the Facebook page of Le Centre des arts de Stanstead where they will find the link to participate. For more information, contact Sonia Patenaude at SoniaPatenaudeCommunications@gmail.com 

Feature image: Andrew Burlone

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Michael Hawkes is an 80-year-old survivor of all the world’s wars. He learned (and loved to rhyme) by torturing the hymns he had to sing at school. A retired West Coast fisherman living in Montreal since 2013, he is an unschooled Grandpa Moses writing an average of five poems every week.

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