Richard Provencher Poems
|81.||Among The Nations||9/23/2014|
|82.||The Great Outdoors||9/4/2014|
|83.||Leaves Of Season||8/28/2014|
|84.||No More Space For The Pain||9/24/2014|
|86.||When Love Surrounds||2/14/2018|
|87.||More Than Words||8/24/2014|
Comments about Richard Provencher
August is a blue haze of
hurried over by swarming pickers
this year of plenty. The Rakers eye
profits with stiffened backs,
juice-stained hands their colour
of success, bodies browned by the sun.
They scoop in delight, white
and blue buckets filled
In my return to this land I can
smell the burning fields and
see their scorched October attire.
Once a breezy sea of blue
fertilized by bumblebees, now
picked clean from summer marauders.
See the fire, the scent of
tortured fields. Renewal is a ...
Tonight Is Like A Raison
Day is arrested and night
parking spots sprinkled with cars
their smoky exhausts
no longer fumes to protest
a light rain
cleanses strain from today's