Archive for April 6th, 2009

Montreal, Quebec

Note: The Trout River is about fifty miles southwest of Montreal; this excerpt is from a long poem on the Trout River.

From A History Of Six Miles Of The Trout River

I remember that day

when CZ and I

walked four miles

on a late winter afternoontrout-river-1

from The Cedars,

our house on the Trout River,

along a dirt road

at the far western end

of the First Concession,

to the ruins

of a stone house

built by Gabriel Buckham

in 1820, who emigrated

from Scotland in 1814.

What remains of Buckham’s house:

a foundation and three stone walls

in different stages of collapse

hidden behind trees and bushes

in a farmer’s field,

the house visible that day

because it was winter

and the trees were bare.

We crossed the frozen field

and stood inside the foundation

of the house; the roof collapsed

years before exposing

the darkening sky;

trees grew spindly

and tall, and we stepped across

a fallen wall, climbed

over the debris and stones

to where the chimney

stood and the fireplace

where the family once

gathered, the mother,

father, children, old people,

it was their new life,

a new home, where

people were born and died-

(We stayed out too long that day

so walked home in winter’s

early darkness, crossing

the Morrison Bridge

over the Trout River,

in the last light

and the cold

of a winter day.)

Stephen Morrissey. Montreal Quebec. Visit the poet at www.stephenmorrissey.ca


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