Sirens and Hard Rain

That’s how my brain was working.  If I don’t get out of the way they’re going to crash into me.  These damnable ambulances.  It’s worse when they won’t pull over.  That went out of style quite a few years ago.  Now you’re in the way.

It’s not like much has changed.  You just hope the emergency vehicle gets through, and doesn’t personally remind you of tragedies past.  Rear-ending.  You always worry about that even as an experienced driver.  Who’s going to drive up behind you and hit you?

Rain at times heavy.  Rain general.  Not sure in all the flashing lights what that means.  Hope it’s not trouble.

What happens is you need to get out there.  And don’t worry about what’s happening.  It’s a cliché.  I just wish someone would fully explain to me what this is all about.

And don’t forget I’m covering Philip Larkin for the ‘Poet’s Reading Series’ down there at the Alice MacKay room at Vancouver Public Library Main Branch this Sunday, January 11 at 3 p.m.

I have the great good fortune to be sharing the venue with some very talented people.  Hope to see you there.

Occasionally Your Phone Takes a Decent Image

Occasionally Your Phone Takes a Decent Image

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About Steven Brown

Love, life, literature, writing.
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2 Responses to Sirens and Hard Rain

  1. tthirlwell14 says:

    Hey beauty shot there! And rain,yep goes with the territory.

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