Curated by Judy Gaudet
Evening at the Charlottetown Airport
Hands spaded in the earth, my grandfather
watches another plane bring its wheels
to his farm. He can’t pull free of the soil
so he holds tight to a column of field, overripe
bulbs of runway burning red under
wings in the evening. For all he’s grown
he doesn’t remember planting such colour,
the dusk-lit rows showing pilots where
they can and cannot land. When the plane taxis
along the runway, my grandfather kneels
next to the airstrip’s glowing.
He buries the day’s sun in the ground.
—David Hickey from In the Lights of a Midnight Plow, Biblioasis, 2006. Another book from Biblioasis is Open Air Bindery, 2011.
Island poet and avid poetry reader Judy Gaudet selects a poem by a PEI poet each month.
Judy's latest book is Conversation with Crows (Oberon,2014)