she pedals
around Moira
over
to Wallbridge and onto
school
or college.
in the rain
with a wet streak up her backside
in the sun
with the traffic following her across the white line
SOON
in the snow and the ice
where sheer determination must keep her pedalling.
she pedals
while here in town
elections are brewing
where
no one but an ex cop has come asking for my support
where
no councillors have knocked on the door
no current mayor asking for re-election
has phoned or dropped a pamphlet.
sheer determination has come only to one man
who will get my vote- since
the rest don’t see the necessity
only find it necessary to remind on radio
to get out
and to
vote.
she pedals
as i sit in bedroom and TYPE
TYPE
TYPE.
send rough drafts to my wife
as she takes lunch breaks to clean up my C.V
as i wait at post office
to date stamp and send pkg to
Vancouver.
BEAUTIFUL WIFE
who has created hardware for another
potential mayor
in another potential town
doing her duty as a citizen
as
the radio reminds her to
get out and
vote.
BUT THIS STRANGER
she pedals
each morning to higher learning on Wallbridge.
lady
i hope you make it
most give up without trial or error
most tell you to do your
duty
most sit at home and wait for the phone
count the votes and blame
everyone else but themselves.
LADY
keeping pedalling
in those corduroy’s
in those jeans
in those shoes
in that jacket –
your hair tied back
with that back pack on your
shoulders….
SHE PEDALS.
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