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Welcome to Poetic Licence 鈥� a weekly poetry forum, hosted by us, featuring words by local poets. This week? Fletcher FitzGibbon.
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B.C. is Burning
headline in the sun:
heatwave breaks all records.
while we sniff the back pages,
smoke hangs off the mountains
like a guilty dusty shawl.
while we drive, and talk
of home renos, cat food, and peaches.
while the sun bleeds,
and the tinderbox grows.
we make a few necessary alterations:
no atv's on the back roads, no chainsaws,
no ciggy butts, no ciggy butts, no ciggy butts.
but these all seem temporary as the clouds,
and while we wait for the rains
to dissolve the immediacy of our problems,
we fail to grasp how it got to this.
like the sun
that point in the distance
has inched along, until upon us:
hot and full of air.
Fletcher FitzGibbon is a writer, accountant and aimless follower of animal tracks.
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