A Dump Truck

Sometimes the most ordinary things stand out in the day: someone waves, an eagle soars, I plant ferns, a friend calls … and then there are  encounters while driving …

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A DUMP TRUCK

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fully loaded                                             173..10.14.13
waits to turn left
off the highway

we’re stopped
at the stop sign
longer than usual

watch business traffic
hurtle past
until a pause
and the behemoth lurches
into movement
arcs our car wide
belches black exhaust
into thin green air
blasts us
with dust and gravel

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first published by Long Story Short

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summerfathercoverA Summer Father … poems as deceptively simple and cunning as a sniper’s bullet. This book is a Remembrance Day poppy. Dave Margoshes

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About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she is now living in Shawnigan Lake, BC. She is married to Robert, an accountant, and they have three sons, Andrew Jon Mark ... and two cats, Alice and Chaucer. 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... Clarity House Press has published several of her chapbooks including: Berry and the Birthday Band (2010) One of These Little Ones (1987) – out of print Cuernavaca Diary (1990) – out of print Seasons (1993) – out of print Watch-night (2005) – out of print
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