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Ottawa
by Chris Sorrenti
Copper plated pillars
Rise above the green
Streets so clean and shiny
You can almost eat from them
Or just let your dreams
Come true for a while
As you grow old peacefully
With approval from your many friends
CHEZ-FM rules the air waves
24 hours a day
Rockin’ the valley
From Pembroke to Portage-du-Fort
Arnprior fades to a postcard setting
Where the twenty-first century
Is planting its roots
Ottawa - you are no longer young
Copper plated pillars
Rise above the green
The Gatineau mountains forming a backdrop
To a surrealistic scene
Where all my friends and I
Are living on a constant high
Playin’ in the scrapers
Living off the land
Being what we can - Ottawa!
© 1982
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02/15/2018 Author's Note: Written in 1982 as part of an earlier manuscript, The Politics Of Imagery, a first attempt at capturing in words the city I’ve called home for most of my life. Long before the days of writers’ workshops, my inexperience at poetry shows through in this one, especially compared to the second Ottawa poem, written in 1999, located in Venus, Mars, And Everything In-between. Although bearing the same title, in terms of style and message, they are in fact two different poems.
Posted on 02/15/2018
Copyright © 2024 Chris Sorrenti
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 02/16/18 at 12:58 AM Thank you for a poet's word picture of this city. I really like the specifics (copper plated pillars) that give a sense of place and reality. I have written poems about the specifics of what I see in a city - wondering if they can touch anyone but me. So your poem is encouraging and refreshing. I sense the affection beneath it too. You are an urban/urbane man and it is good to have you as a friend here. Thanks a million Chris. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 02/16/18 at 03:03 PM Who of all the denizens abiding in a city will serve in retrospect to be its camera, to crystallize and encapsulize its many facets, but it is left to poets who limited with words must nevertheless try to present as clear a scene, the words of which will have their effect upon the reader, either immediately or sooner or perhaps later. Still it is all in a day's picturesque taking. Chris, you present quite an array of stills which are quite moving of your beloved Ottawa. |
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