
the world was young
you could drive your convertible to Toronto
east along the shore of Lake Ontario
destination a handful of indie motels
open directly to a wide beach
choose yours, The Queen Anne
love could be anywhere
one of three girls in plastic chairs
or this one girl draping a blanket curiously near yours
maybe it’s your radio, playing the best rock
and after dark
you can drive downtown to the Poetry District
attend an enduring series on a second floor
or take a stage with musicians in a bar
rubbing shoulders with poetry blokes
be careful, they’re sensitive
amid the bare midriffs and fabulous beers
notice an upset pile of saddle-stapled periodicals
take one home
one day Ian will publish your poem
Chuck Joy, based across slender Lake Erie from Ontario in Erie, Pennsylvania, where he was county poet laureate from 2018-21, and well before those years, enjoyed a fabulous era with more than a few visits to Toronto, bringing his lines to many stages. His current collection of original poetry, called White and Blue, is available at MainStreetRagBookstore.org. More about his work is available at www.chuckjoy.com.
