Bruce McRae

Let’s Say It’s Tuesday

A small town under examination.
It occupies the corner of a memory,
where time’s sawdust accrues
and spiders entertain visions.

A camera cranes in a high arc.
We see each slat and eave.
We tumble through doorsills,
tap on windows, slump against walls.
For the sake of argument
let’s say it’s Tuesday, long after dark,
midnight creeping along.
Summer has ended and autumn hit hard,
the last of the strangers departing
for the cities’ wider boulevards.

And let’s suggest there’s music,
the intertext of subtle ambiance,
a light wind chortling,
none of which is noticed
by those pressed listlessly to their slumber,
surfacing rarely from the deep waters
of sleep’s sanctions, actors
in a part but forgetting their lines
and the play long closed.
And the theatre darkened.

Bruce McRae, a Canadian musician currently residing on Salt Spring Island BC, is a multiple Pushcart nominee with well over a thousand poems published internationally in magazines such as Poetry, Rattle and the North American Review. His books are ‘The So-Called Sonnets (Silenced Press), ‘An Unbecoming Fit Of Frenzy’ (Cawing Crow Press), ‘Like As If” (Pskis Porch), and Hearsay (The Poet’s Haven).