Family & Rainstorm, 1955
As Alex Colville has painted it a young mother watches an approaching storm across the wide river She holds open the door of their mastodon sedan for her children to take shelter The interior of the door is as plain as the fifties The solid lines of automotive bulk point to the darkening sky The pleats of her white dress are real The yellow grass beneath their bare feet is real so is the coming rain I wasn’t even born then but as I watch the family entering the car I know the rain is almost upon me D.S. Martin This poem was previously published in Poiema (2008, Wipf & Stock). D.S. Martin is the author of four poetry collections, including Ampersand (2018), & Conspiracy of Light: Poems Inspired by the Legacy of C.S. Lewis (2013) -- both from Cascade Books. He is Poet-in-Residence at McMaster Divinity College, the Series Editor for the Poiema Poetry Series, and has recently edited two anthologies -- The Turning Aside (2016), andAdam, Eve, & the Riders of the Apocalypse (2017). He and his wife live in Brampton, Ontario; they have two adult sons.
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1/15/2019 10:47:15 am
I appreciate the synergy between the painting and Martin's description of the impact the painting had on him. For me, both the painting and the poem are enhanced.
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Laura Leavens
1/29/2019 07:50:24 pm
Reading the poem while looking at the painting enlivened the figures so much so that I imagined the mother, in her crisply creased dress, was about to turn around and face me with an icy gaze as if to say, "Don't mess with me, Lady. The rain's a comin'."
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