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TT: Ice Storm poem

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Here's another offering from Pednet, the pedestrian advocacy bunch --
forgive the cross-posting if any of you have subscribed to their list.
Mary
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  Here's a poem written by a Centretown Ottawa pedestrian; a bit of
geography: the blue flashes were curcuits going down across the Ottawa
River in Quebec, whose grid is separate from the Ottawa Hydro-linked grid
in Ottawa.  The poem will be published in the next issue of the Centretown
BUZZ.

David Gladstone
Centretown Ottawa (home of pednet)
 
      
     
Featherlite
 
by rob McClennan
 
   Midnight, & the city shuts down a third day running
chinatown is black, the whole span of eastern ontario
& western quebec 'a skating rink', as my father would say,
                          & then he does
                       ive heard enough of el nino to know
 
theres something wrong, balmy days
            in calgary & burnaby flurries, ice leading the trees into
storybook pictures. a tale of a lonely queen w/ a cold heart
   & a little lost boy w/ a simple song, searching
 
                  for a way back home, branches
crackle like glass & my heart drops, tearing
    thru powerlines & parked cars, clawing at brick
& yr kitchen window i slide home down the hill
               under flashes of blue, bursts
            of light & dark, explosions in the distance all around,
              
              the sky burns, glowing all around,
                         the ground dissapears, i bite my lower lip 
          until i begin to taste blood, feel               
          
electricity crackle in the air like a kiss.
               


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