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The Iron Bridge

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I am standing on a disused iron bridge
that was erected in 1902,
according to the iron plaque bolted into a beam,
the year my mother turned one.
Imagine--a mother in her infancy,
and she was a Canadian infant at that,
one of the great infants of the province of Ontario.

But here I am leaning on the rusted railing
looking at the water below,
which is flat and reflective this morning,
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Ratnakar Mandlik 16 June 2019
A great emotional attachment with the iron bridge and memoirs connected with it brilliantly chronicled. Well deserved modern poem of the Day.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 16 June 2019
And now he dives, disappears below the surface, and while I wait for him to pop up, I picture him flying underwater with his strange wings, .....touching expression. Beautiful poem.
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Dr Antony Theodore 16 June 2019
I think of 1902 when workmen in shirts and caps riveted this iron bridge together across a thin channel joining two lakes where wildflowers blow along the shore now and pairs of swans float in the leafy coves. a very good poem.
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Adeeb Alfateh 16 June 2019
while I wait for him to pop up, I picture him flying underwater with his strange wings, great 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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Bharati Nayak 16 June 2018
Let me quote from this beautiful poem- - - And now he dives, disappears below the surface, and while I wait for him to pop up, I picture him flying underwater with his strange wings, as I picture you, my tiny mother, who disappeared last year, flying somewhere with your strange wings, your wide eyes, and your heavy wet dress, kicking deeper down into a lake with no end or name, some boundless province of water.
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Bharati Nayak 16 June 2018
An amazing write where the poet connects the year of construction of the bridge with his mother's infant days - - -the flow of life like water under a bridge- - - - -life appears and then disappears- - - Bridge connecting two lakes like a life span between birth and death.(Part-1)
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Glen Kappy 16 June 2018
As I read this stream of consciousness poem, I’m reminded of another by Charles Bukowsky that was PH Modern Poem of the Day recently. Charles’ was so idiosyncratic to me, led nowhere I could follow, and left me figuratively scratching me head. This one of Billy’s, rich with visual detail, ends by tying the whole together with poignancy and mystery. -GK
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Ruta Mohapatra 16 June 2018
A touching poem for a mother! How the memory floods back and imagination adds to it!
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riza braholli 16 June 2018
poetry of imagination; with brilliant figures and metaphors. thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Edward Kofi Louis 16 June 2018
Bridge, ridge! Rusted railing. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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