She Played Banjo

on Granville Street Bridge
in the snow
caught a rainbow and swung out
over frills of water
lassoed a canoe
and paddled down False Creek
chanting Hallelujahs
to parading gulls
flags streaming from their feathers

she dropped the banjo overboard
went ashore to build a snow-gull
complete with lemon beak
and ice-cream claws

~ Joanna M. Weston

Joanna M. Weston M.A. Has had poetry, reviews, and short stories published in anthologies and journals for twenty years. Has two middle-readers, ‘The Willow Tree Girl’ and ‘Those Blue Shoes’; also ‘A Summer Father’, poetry, published by Frontenac House of Calgary, all in print.

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