This city is a lyrebird
echoing voices
from every corner of the world
Arriving through Pearson Airport
the road unfurls - smooth, bright
lights shimmering beyond rows of maple trees
You may be lost at first,
but the stories of travelers & immigrants,
remind you the world gathers here -
Asian bowls, Italian plates,
South American sweets, vegan bowls
farm fields and stones giving way
to tall silver towers & landscaped streets
Beneath it all,
Credit River threads through conservation parks,
past pines & fallen maple leaves, pouring itself
into Lake Ontario
This too is the city
At Riverwood, we listen for the
quick tapping of a woodpecker
Down at Lakeshore, we follow
the long blue stretch of the lake
towards the Toronto's skyline
We breathe the crisp winter air
jackets and tuques pulled tight
watching geese and swans glide
white on white
our mittened hands warm as our socks
Note: “Mississauga” translates “River of the North of Many Mouths”. This is a major suburb of Toronto, Ontario.
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - So This is Ted Kooser or Local Wonders, with guest host, Jennifer Wagner. Tell us about your city. Thanks for your comments and visits.
This is such a positive view of a city. Love the variation from all those different restaurants to nature being part of the city...
ReplyDeleteGrace you took me through such a cosmopolitan visit - a city still so much in touch with nature. I feel I want to go for more especially with that lyrebird
ReplyDeleteGrace, this is such a perfect walk through the city. You brought it all into view for us fabulously. I read it through a couple of times just to take the walk again. I love it. Beautiful, descriptive work!
ReplyDeleteNice one
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I love this visit to Canada East. So beautiful, Grace. I think the best things about Canada are the beauty of its natural splendor - and its wonderful multi-ethnicity - such a rich mix of people from everywhere who love their lives here.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful trip through Mississauga, Grace!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful and balanced capture of all the city offers. It's been awhile since I've traveled through it. We are so blessed with nature and diversity.❤️
ReplyDeleteThe name Mississauga with its meaning is a little poem on its own, Grace, and I love the idea of it as a ‘lyrebird echoing voices from every corner of the world’ – it must be a great place to live. I would love to live in a place with rows of maple trees.
ReplyDeleteI guess if I had to visit a strange city....
ReplyDeleteYour city sounds like a delightful place filled with the beauty of the world. It is great so many cultures thrive with the river flowing through. Wonderful poem Grace.
ReplyDeleteI love this teeming, melting pot of humanity. From the lyrebird to the mittened hands and warm feet! I've only been there one time, a long time ago. Thanks for taking me back.
ReplyDeleteLaura's use of the word cosmopolitan is very suitable for this poem. Is Mississauga the native name for the city?
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