B.R.B. (Be Right Back)
You’ll have noticed a distinct water-theme in this website. This poem pays tribute to my hometown and the Ottawa River, my first and lifelong muse. It runs through me wherever I am. The following is the mid-section of a three-part poem invoking this amazing waterway.
Here in Deep River
the Tim Horton’s
at the highwater mark
of an ancient glacial sea.
Beyond the large-pane window:
wind and Highway 17—
Tall pine and spruce
grapple with the sky—
Likewise, the skyscraping water tower
with its ever-changing,
BLEEP BLEEP RIVER—
every year at grad.
This intersection at Deep River Road
is easy to miss,
same as any road
to any town along here—
You should take it, though,
glide down the
high-tide sandy remnants of the
Slow beside the post office at the
(controversial) crosswalk. Stop,
await the restless citizen across—
Now swoop down further to the
river, calm at present,
easing along these accustomed, lazy banks
in its eternal careless show of strength.
Calgary fans! All three of my books are now available at Pages on Kensington and Owl’s Nest Books.
Read the text of an online interview with Judith Millar on publication of Grave Concern (first in the Pine Rapids series).