The Western Wild
  Ryan Pratt
In remembrance of
Stittsville, Carleton Place,
Merrickville, North Gower,
Kemptville and Greely,

Atone where
small towns cluster,
the whisper of earth
morning promises,
red along snow horizon.

You sketch pine floors
and exile,
a plane of sight cut
for coal trees.
    The sky pulls

        a staggered pattern,
pink pebble linoleum
across our dash.

How to treat a pang,
something the weight
of a coffee mug
lodged between heart
and throat.

We tussle map drafts,
white acres,
for an eternal nod
    over country fractures,
housing the wild.

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