This poem does not like saskatchewan

porcupine corpses
strewn along the shoulder

a thousand green deaths
silent on the windshield

skeleton implements
rusting red on hot stubble

SaskTel lines hum high
cricketsong whine

gearjammers & Husky gas
flat can be ugly


A bit of a rebuttal to a slogan of a Saskatoon CCTE conference back in the early ’80s– which was “Flat is beautiful”. Poem was written on a family trip returning by station-wagon from Wpg one hot August evening. (William Carlos Williams meets SK.)

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