Wandering Through, St. Jules-Cascapedia

Wandering Through, St. Jules-Cascapedia

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

Road and river runs

the valley through

a century's rust scars

burrowed into mountain

older than any living

memory of...

the ordered rows

stiff backed parishioners

scattered about the pews

Williams Bill, Lena Lydas

Sarahs Toms Dick and Marthas,

Carrolls, Cormiers, Willetts...

makers of generations

sons and daughters sons

and daughters....

The cabbage patch my grandad

called them.

The joke his

whisper from the



in the early

morning dew...

Ken e Bujold

© 2022

© 2022 Ken e Bujold

Author's Note

Ken e Bujold
The 1st of 3 conceived as a suite, the other two still be wrestled to shape. Have opted to let this one take a stroll on its own, hopefully the other two take note

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I love the syntax of the opening line. Grants me the relaxation that I am being led by someone I can trust to know what he is doing.


Posted 2 Weeks Ago

Ken e Bujold

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much, my friend. Also thanks for planting seed from your first reading several weeks ba.. read more
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W. Barrett Munn

2 Weeks Ago

Now it is so seamless I didn’t notice. Good save.

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Added on September 22, 2022
Last Updated on September 22, 2022


Ken e Bujold
Ken e Bujold

Somewhere in Ontario, Canada

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