Ravens On our way to the dump through a narrow winter trail a stark sight-- obsidian topped white tamaracks. Like x-mas tree toppers, except smouldering inside their anthracite coal blackness those ravens sat smack dab on lanky conifer leaders. Heads tucked low into the down of their napes, they looked sullen watching the snow lay a thin gauze on household detritus- ghost appliances, shattered crates, dismantled cabin frames, torn plastic bags overflowing with scraps. Gaudy flowers spilling from the horn of plenty in a Rococo painting. The birds lost their grease-slick sheen of Autumn back when they surfed updrafts, and pierced quickly and swiftly through vacuum packed steaks sat aside for porch BBQ’s. Now like us they’re slow, introspective on the lookout for crummy treasures in frozen images of boreal lore. Aldona Dziedziejko Aldona Dziedziejko is a Polish-Canadian poet and academic. Her poems appeared in Antithesis (SFU), Juice (U of W), CV2 (Winnipeg), subTerrain (Vancouver), Poetry is Dead (Vancouver) and the Nanaimo Art Gallery's "How can we speak differently?" event (Nanaimo). She has received the Lina Chartrand Poetry Award for an emerging poet in celebration of women’s achievements in writing. She is currently living in a remote hamlet in the Northwest Territories teaching visual art and special projects.
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