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stone wall
layers on layers
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, holga camera, nyx, pool on the mountain
off!
ghosts exiting
in quest for adventure
in a pile of sand
on a peninsula
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem, montreal, pool
field of dreams
zenith of daylight
summer solstice
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safari suffice
you can place her in the city, but the safari stays.
not half full
all that was in the pool is on her mind
vaillancourt and toes.
if you seek a body a water
to cool your feathers,
you may run into amy
and her pet duck, toes.
they never leave each others side.
often, in pursuit of a sitting pond,
they must resort to hoping fences
and illegally quenching their thirsts.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem, montreal
dandy lions
if you wake up planning to go to a castle
and find out it has been replaced by a condo
don’t cry in the rain
climb walls that outline a distant castle
a castle so far it is only in your mind
you can hide in the grass
romp in dandelion dander
loiter by highways
and all this will make you feel as grand as any ruined castle ruins
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tree top treason
yellow sun burns
even the trees were crying
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futuristic sailors
the nautical hour of brilliant light
forecasting our sights
into falling night
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head in the clouds
picture daydream
a fissure-like crack into a cavern of construction.
manipulations hold time and rule only to a test.
the tame and tribulations coincide in ennui.
playful interactions lend themselves purely.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, icicle, ladder series, Listpoem, Plateau
not halloween
elements of fun (this time):
1 broken neck
1 apron
1 rain
1 excellent photographer
1 piece of translucent plastic
1 vanessa visit
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outer body experience
lucid perch
moments fluttering with contemplation, self-reflection
images of escaping reality.
an attempt at being grounded
left as shadows cast upon the horizontal.
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Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, garbage, ghosts. montreal, holga camera, Listpoem, nyx, snow storm, step ladder
the secret quarry
a vacant hole
once purposeful
now a layered picture
the opposite of a mountain
with a reservoir at its pinnacle,
collecting gravity’s treasures
I always wanted to be a geologist
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, farmpoint, Listpoem, secret quarry, Wakefield
heathcliff’s harem
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, emily bronte, ghosts, Jessica Fahey, kate bush, Listpoem, montreal, the scuttle bug, winter 2011, wuthering heights heathcliff
dying every second
depths of layered reality, somewhere between shadowed pasts and ghostly futures.
haunted we are by glimmers of far off white.
even the stars are dying every second.
their light may pass us eventually but it continues and expands the universe further.
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Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, ghosts. montreal, graffiti, holga camera, Listpoem, stars, street art, winter 2011
barefoot
one shoe, alone in the alley, missing its usual friend.
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Tagged alley, amy vaillancourt, barefoot, Listpoem, montreal, one shoe
summer heat
brooklyn boys beat the heat with snow cones and broken fire hydrants.
montreal girls hit the rooftop for cool breezes.
either way it was way too hot to stay inside.
good times new york until our paths cross again.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, jake, jessica, lou's bedroom, lou’s bedroom, nic, NYC, the old loft
my heart, your junk
my heart, your junk
and then across the farm point bridge.
Frankie lays watch on an eerie untouched hill
each rusting souvenir, chest forward, head strong,
remains unmovable, proud and lost, in Alcove.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, farmpoint, frankie, secret quarry, witch graveyard
the winter’s tale
Go together,
You precious winners all; your exultation
Partake to everyone. I, an old turtle,
Will wing me to some withered bough, and there
My mate, that’s to be found again,
Lament till I am lost.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, Listpoem, montreal, shakespeare, the winter tale, winter 2011
a walk in the park
thank you for coming to the vernissage
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, electronic loft, first roll, holga camera, Listpoem, montreal, multiple exposure, robots
scorched city.
on the fourth of july
the excitement of wax-accelerated combustion
will impact your memory
with thick heat, blasted eyebrow, the glory of faces across flame
but eventually all the box fires melt into each other
and you remember each less distinctly
except that one, mysterious night
with independence on the line
when there was a heap of coated cardboard
that revealed in glorious bursts
a hidden city beneath
once the intolerable temperature ceased
darkness crept back into pupils
we settled around our scorched city
admiring its structure, substance and worth
that went beyond the initial heat of the honeymoon phase
and lasted well into the great history of memory
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bus graveyard
where STM’s outdated vehicles go to die.
it used to be the final parking spot for Montreal’s elderly transportation. then one night a hooded figure masked in smoke ran past me and lou made the call to the fire station as one lone bus experienced a viking burial. torched to a crisp, the bus graveyard was no longer a fine canvas for graffiti, but a symbol that the out of function busses needed a new retirement home.
desole hors service
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, burnt bus, bus graveyard, desole, hors service, kirk irwin, Listpoem, lou kosack, montreal, public transportation, rail road, siobhan mcpherson, STM, tracks, water tower
Bird of Prey
Discovered in the attic of a grandfather house.
it has slowly decomposed allowing the feather to reveal
the fleshy straw of its innards, much like a vulture.
A few wires cage its fragility though it is paraded about town in the passenger seat of a car.
I had been warned not to look into its eyes; I dared and I saw their glassy truth.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, andrew ryan, attic, bird of prey, construction, fall, Listpoem, quebec, uncle denis
casual exchange
a list of our friends who have not commented on our blog:
1. toby pickels: a.k.a. shouldercat.blogspot.com
2. dan daddy-o d. : aparticlewave.blogspot.com
3. more to come…
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sheets
sails set, dew surrenders.
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, jr bike shop, lofts, montreal, parc jeanne mance, ross john lyle, shadows, wind catchers