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Poetry London Contest: Emma Croll-Baehre

 

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Emma Croll-Baehre is a Newfoundland-born poet who is currently in London studying English Literature at Western University. Her work has been included in various creative writing journals and her poem, above sunday three o’clock, was recently awarded an honourable mention in Poetry London’s annual contest. Take a moment to listen to her read!

 

above sunday three oclock poem

above sunday three o'clock

above sunday three o’clock pickup truck blue as though it was forgotten
three decades ago richmond street
forest city pigeons—dappled spectres of mourning doves—

avian artifice clock tower tic toc

wan feathers ripple in the old morning sun

look at that, would ya, tut tut tut

she says to my right—from an irish throat—grey hair like engine smoke
putting like a steamer
we stare with streaming eyes—it was November—

a man throttles the sacrilegious totem before us
its blue rectangular head that speaks our codification
reverberates like a mammoth church bell

ruddy lips screaming o how can you tell me you’re lonely, say for you that the sun
don’t shine

pock-marked echo of an ill being ill-being let me take you by the hand and lead you
collapsed lungs slumped on the curb
sullied sneakers twitching in a death dance

what are they doin’ to fix that? tut tut tut

her eyes like a blue bottle fly
refract all but over a century left in
cruddy wok chopstick wrappers and
cigarette papers

we are sojourners mimics of this place
pantomimes planted like blanched bulbs

through the streets of London, show you something to make you change your mind
—no promise to surface before next spring—
entombed before the fifteen

Emma Croll-Baehre

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