Every night I
Am on the Oval –
Someone’s place is burning down
Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.
Notes to this poem…
I don’t know what’s been going on in Halifax of late but it seems every evening when I take in a skate on the Oval, sooner or later, fire trucks come whizzing around one street or another of the Commons that surround the Oval. Sometimes, there’d be police and/or ambulances with it. All have sirens a-blazing, of course. That’s how I know because I can hear them even with my earbuds on with music blasting in them!
Does that make me a curse or bad omen? Surely there must be someone else skating most nights I can blame this on? 🙂