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Workshop in Progress

The Peat Fire

Photographer: Carl Purcell

The Peat Fire  (Considering Seamus Heaney)

I don't know what I expected--

a smell of old and strange earth

so unexpected, so strong

that my very eyes would tear up

uncontrollably,

my heart tumescent with

thunderstruck recognition

that here, now, I was reunited

with that from where I

through my ancestors sprang

those centuries ago,

here, now, in the land itself

hinted at in my mother's maiden name.

But none of that happened--

the fire whispered,

warming the room

indifferent to my disappointment,

its slight scent joining the others

in the warming air,

as I joined my cousins,

commonly descended from this,

here, now, our

words in flattened, modern accents

our thoughts recognizing only

that the only recognition

possible, desirable,

here, now,

was that of our humanity 

  

~ ~ Peter Fergus-Moore

Thunder Bay, Ontario

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I first discovered the poetry of retired literacy instructor/freelance writer Peter Fergus-Moore by following a link on Tom Montag's blog.  One of Peter's poems, as well as one of Tom's, will be featured in the upcoming September issue of Salamander Cove, around mid-month.

Wall Flower

Saw today, on a wall at the side of a private residence

on a street downtown where we were lucky enough to find a parking spot

on the way to the Festival of Fall Delights at the Parc Portuaire.