At Wellington and DeLeglise the bouroughs heart beats hardest
Out of the Dollarama or the brand new Oyster bar the people mix like blood
Down to the rivers edge, or on the bench under the leaning gold statue of christ
Lounging old timers in tattered dinner jackets
Enter the church and the sound numbs around your ears like underwater
To the 4th pew, under the 3rd station of the cross: Jesus Falls for the First time
Fold down the prie-dieu and its echoes steel glances from the pious
And in Verdun everyone prays for sun
May you walk to the water in your Sunday shoes
Or drink a coffee in the summer in the sun
May you find your trouvailes in the magasin d’occassion
Our days are all summer in Verdun
All around the Avenues to the colonial mansions of DesMarchais we walk
Collective dayreams of double boulevard lined with oak
Be Kind! Be good! The neighbours lean the ballustrades
Escape the day’s heat in the shade of a balcony book
Metro park, where the addicts bunch butts of cigarette ends into rollups
Careful! Dont invite them too deep into your face
Tell them with your step you have places to go
Make your stride sing your purpose or stroll in your service
Now or never we all have faces to know
At the fountain we gather then fall apart
May you sit in the sand in your brand new suit
By the slides where the kids having fun
May you walk in the water in the chill spring air
At the beach in the summer in Verdun
One, Two, Three – Splash!
Day 5: “This prompt challenges you to find a poem, and then write a new poem that has the shape of the original, and in which every line starts with the first letter of the corresponding line in the original poem.” I used Abd Al Malik’s ‘Strasbourg’ which also inspired the content and mood of this quick down-and-dirty