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grist for the mill


It’s March 18, 2018. Sometime between now and July 1, I’ll move from the beautiful village of North Hatley, Quebec, where I’ve lived for five years, to the equally beautiful town of Almonte, Ontario, where I may live for the rest of my life.

I should qualify that by saying that’s my intention. Who knows what the universe has planned?

Anyway, in anticipation of my relocation, I’ve subscribed to daily updates from The Millstone, a non-profit, volunteer-run online newspaper for the people of Mississippi Mills, Ontario. Yesterday, I was delighted by an article (authored by talented local artist Ellen Hennemann), about Almonte’s main street, which is actually called Mill Street. It inspired me to write this poem:


grist for the mill

© 2018 punkie

grist for the mill


It’s true it’s confusing

maybe even inane

to name a street mill

when it should be called main


“how could it have happened?”

tourists wonder in vain

as they wander around

in the snow, sun and rain


mill could be up

between mary & martin

and main could be be down

where the hill is just startin’


why don’t they just switch it?

why not make it clear?

replace mill street with main

‘cause everything’s here!


it’s chock as a block

full of fun and smart places

and in june they make room

for the bicycle races


not everyone favours

suggestions of change

though over the years

there’s been quite a range


almonte’s heart had grown quiet

until some saw potential

now it hops with cute shops

packed with goods quintessential


i love it that mill street’s

the name of the main

so what if it’s sometimes

a drain on the brain?


if it where me,

i would leave it the same

add a twist to the list

of the town’s claims to fame


© 2018 Susan Macaulay. I invite you to share my poetry and posts widely, but please do not reprint, reblog or copy and paste them in their entirety without my permission. Thank you.

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