SOUTHSHORE, NOVA SCOTIA poem
By Richard L. Provencher
Sat, 29 Aug 2009
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Southshore, Nova Scotia
Hunched over, that
dreamy stare
a splendour
outline against Canso’s shore
boy-silhouette
at harbour’s open mouth
we share his vision,
visitor-searching along the Marine Trail
as seagulls pause, bleached necks
colouring tide-abandoned
rocks
framed by an Atlantic expanse.
Our car intrudes upon the winding
asphalt, travels from cove
to silent cove…
our strength renewed.
© 1988 Richard L. Provencher
All Rights Reserved
first published May 1988, Vol 3, No 2
Edges, the new literary magazine
Ledges Publishing Society
Edmonton, Alberta ISSN 0833 0077
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"as seagulls pause, bleached
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"as seagulls pause, bleached necks
colouring tide-abandoned
rocks"
These words, so beautiful as is the poem. The last stanza is perfection itself.
Tina
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