Big Lift Ferry Poem F212

Who’s the crazy guy –
Alone on the upper deck
In this hard rainfall?
Someone on this ferry ride
Must be asking seeing me

07.10.16

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Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.

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Notes to this poem…

I seem to be trying to figure out what others looking at me are thinking on this Sunday’s rides, with two previous poems on the same theme today (Big Lift Ferry Poems 209 and 210).

I was on the upper deck despite the hard rain because of a vow I had made to myself not to wimp out to be on the lower deck unless I were with a friend not willing to go up above. But on my own, tough it out and get some fresh air that’s better quality than city and apartment air I get too much of!

The F-series poems are part of a collection composed on my ferry rides across Halifax Harbour when the buses aren’t crossing the MacDonald bridge due to the Big Lift bridge redecking. This should keep happening until at least December 2016.

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