She Played Banjo

I love to hear and see buskers around the harbour. They play, sing, juggle, dance … no end to the variety of performances. And why not in March, to keep us cheerful and dreaming of what might happen …



on Granville Street Bridge                                          IMG_0977 (1280x719) gull
in the snow
caught a rainbow and swung out
over frills of water

she lassoed a canoe
to paddle down False Creek
chanting Hallelujahs
to parading gulls
flags streaming from their feathers

she dropped the banjo overboard
went ashore and built a sand-bird
complete with lemon beak
and pumpkin claws


About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
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