Assignment 1: Place Poem

Swings

 

In the midst of stars, books, dreams and dust

An amicable ghost pushing the swings

Back and forth

Back and forth.

 

A swing that is surely more than a decade old

Carrying the anthology of local romance stories

Breakups and closures

As if marking their stories

On a steel-made infrastructure

Would make them permanent.

 

The ghost, now, the only one

To hear and feel the stories

Returning for the same ones

Again and again

Again and again.

 

@1450 Parkway Blvd, Coquitlam, BC V3E 3L2

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