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“This Windy Morning,” by Eric Robert Nolan

“This Windy Morning, by Eric Robert Nolan

The gales cry,
their sounds rise,
so strangely like
the wailing of children.
The gales
have ripped a rift in purgatory.

Along the low hill’s haze
and indistinct palette of grays,
the thinning slate shapes
are either columns of rain,
or a quorum of waifish wraiths.

Condemned but inculpable
are those little figures —
long ago natives maybe — in an ironic,
insufficient sacrament:
this obscuring rain’s
parody of baptism.

If that faultless chorus
should never see heaven,
they will ever be wind without end
their lamentations ever
shrill within rare
arriving spring downpours.
Always will the squall
imprison their calls.

You and I should refrain
any temptation to breach
these palisades of rain —
lest we be greeted by each
iron-colored countenance:
the sorrowing slim nickel
of an infant’s visage,
little boys’ graying faces,
the silvering eyes of the girls.

© 2017 Eric Robert Nolan

[Note: I began writing this yesterday morning, which was, at a sensory level, just like the fictional morning described.  Southwest Virginia indeed has some unique weather, affected, as I’m told, by its sprawling mountain ranges.  (They circle the Roanoke metro area.)

The rain yesterday was abrupt and shrieking.  I posted on social media that I’d experienced “that eerie moment when the wind sounds strangely like the wailing of children.”  So hence the poem that I finished (?) tonight.  I think a lot of my friends will find it funny; they certainly were laughing at my poet’s melodrama yesterday.  One said it was a nice turn of phrase, too — and that it could be the start of a story.

I’ve never written what I’ve considered a “horror poem” before.  (“The Writer” in 2013 was never intended as such, anyway.)  But the genre is alive and well, at least in the small presses.  Horror poetry is frequently requested in the calls for submissions you can find on Facebook’s various “Open Calls” pages, anyway.  (And if you’re an indie writer, those pages are great to peruse anyway.)

I hope you enjoyed the piece.]

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Photo credit: By Huhu Uet (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons.

Towers Shopping Center, Roanoke, Virginia

Clearly this shopping center lies along the path of The Beam.

Only Stephen King fans will get that joke.

There are at least two cool places to grab lunch there — McAlister’s Deli and Firehouse Subs.  Unless I’m mistaken, we don’t have those chains in New York.

 

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“Red Hill Mining Town?”

This is a shot of the red clay found around the Roanoke area.  It’s an acidic soil that’s common around the southeastern United States; sciencey types call it a “ultisol.”  The rust color results from … actual rust, if I understand correctly.  It’s full of iron oxide.

I don’t think my camera phone does it justice — it’s actually redder than it appears below.  I have no doubt Roanoke natives hardly notice it, but it looks strange at first to a carpetbagger.

 

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Downtown Roanoke, Virginia, March 2017 (3)

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Downtown Roanoke, Virginia, March 2017 (2)

Market Street and its vicinity.

 

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Downtown Roanoke, Virginia, March 2017

These were taken along South Jefferson Street.

 

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Downtown Roanoke, Virginia, February 2017

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Babbling brook.

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Roanoke, Virginia, November 2016 (2)

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Roanoke, Virginia, November 2016

I’ve mentioned this before, but the mountains around Roanoke are so high that their peaks ascend the clouds.  You can see them from our back porch.

I will never tire of seeing that.

 

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