There was a rock rumoured to grow
one inch every year.
It was a letdown.
The heath once housed
a witch
but then they built the church
so she became some nightjars
and took off.
It’s something we do
in the countryside.
We don’t grow a great deal
and depart
when the birds we’re made of
have had enough.
LIME KILN QUAY ROAD
by Ben Ladouceur
$4
published in Ottawa by above/ground press
in an edition of 200 copies, May 2011
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After a year spent living and working in various towns throughout England, Ben Ladouceur spent the summer of 2010 employed at a youth hostel in the hamlet of Blaxhall, Suffolk. He is now living back in Ottawa, his hometown. His poetry has most recently been featured in Ottawater, Cadaverine, and the anthology Pith and Wry: Canadian Poetry (Scrivener Press, ed. Susan McMaster, 2010). Previous chapbooks include: Nuuk, In/Words Chapbook Series, 2008; Alert, Angel House Press, 2009; The Argossey, Apt. 9 Press, 2009; The Bottom of the Sea, The Moose & Pussy, 2011
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