Shaded Maple Hallways, Canadian ReflectionsA Poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt
Shaded maple hallways, leaves abundantly growing.
Majestic storming waterways, holy as Holy Water. These are part of us. These help define. Glass and steel accomplishments jumble like edifices of hope in cities of gloating pride. We are these cities. We are these shapes. History written and history being written of yesterdays, now and tomorrow. Cold of Winter and hot of Summer, placid Fall and anticipating Spring. So many Illusions, so many soft dreams! These too are wrapped in our myth. Canada, our Canada, once again celebrates the escaping vowels of national delight. We are humble and yet we are arrogant in pride. We are one people united under one Crown, one stumbling picture, one dabbling future. Merchants and priests. Politicians and ordinary workers. Poets and dreamers, these are also our definitions. We surprise and we are surprised. We surrender to our tossing hearts, we gesture with hope to images of our future. Oh dear land of contrasts and similarities, we live for and in you. Shaded maple hallways, leaves abundantly growing. Majestic storming waterways, holy as Holy Water. © 2011 Chris G. VaillancourtReviews
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Added on July 1, 2011Last Updated on July 1, 2011 AuthorChris G. VaillancourtWindsor, Ontario, CanadaAboutOver 200 of my poems have appeared in more than one hundred journals in the U.S. and Canada, in Japan and Australia, and the U.K. I have had a series of chapbooks published in the 1980's by 4 Wi.. more..Writing
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