Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Biking Around, September 1st
With half a flat tire I go clanging
over curbs and tram tracks, glancing
back at the traffic for the swagger of it.
I waver and cut, drag my foot to stop,
dangle my arm with a drink and relax.
I don't do tricks. I just lean back on my bike.
I'm scanning for spots to sit or sneak,
maybe smoke a cigarette or drink or read.
I want a place that's a place I can show
to someone. I want a few. The first park
I try has old Asian men playing chess
and sacks of young mothers and skids
on a bench, a pale wading pool and one girl
at the edge, kicking sand. I bike round it.
In the back there's a cemetery fenced in
with barbed wire, long and thin. Two women
in bright-colored pants walk beside it.
One asks for a smoke. I say no. So down
past the bridge and up by the high school
and up past the clutter of houses and past
the white face of a women near dead
on her lawn with her grand-daughter
sitting beside her and up farther I roam
till I find a dog park by the train-fixing
station. There's a green wall on a hill
and pine trees in a row, planted beside it.
Between the trees and the wall is a spot.
For sure it's a spot, it's there and I found it.
over curbs and tram tracks, glancing
back at the traffic for the swagger of it.
I waver and cut, drag my foot to stop,
dangle my arm with a drink and relax.
I don't do tricks. I just lean back on my bike.
I'm scanning for spots to sit or sneak,
maybe smoke a cigarette or drink or read.
I want a place that's a place I can show
to someone. I want a few. The first park
I try has old Asian men playing chess
and sacks of young mothers and skids
on a bench, a pale wading pool and one girl
at the edge, kicking sand. I bike round it.
In the back there's a cemetery fenced in
with barbed wire, long and thin. Two women
in bright-colored pants walk beside it.
One asks for a smoke. I say no. So down
past the bridge and up by the high school
and up past the clutter of houses and past
the white face of a women near dead
on her lawn with her grand-daughter
sitting beside her and up farther I roam
till I find a dog park by the train-fixing
station. There's a green wall on a hill
and pine trees in a row, planted beside it.
Between the trees and the wall is a spot.
For sure it's a spot, it's there and I found it.
Margaret Louise Pugsley Bride of Flt.-Lieut. Mann
Bishop Strachan school chapel was the setting today for the marriage of Margaret Louise Pugsley, daughter of Mr and Mrs. T. Aubrey Pugsley, Vesta Drive, to Flt.-Lieut. Douglas Mann, R.C.A.F, Oriole Gdns., son of C. C. Mann, Vancouver, and the late Mrs. Mann. Rev. G. Hasted Dowker, rector of Grace Church-on-the-Hill, officiated. Eric Rollinson played wedding music. The bride, given in marriage by her father, wore a gown of shimmering white satin, fashioned on simple lines with moulded bodice, square neckline and yoke of Alencon lace. The long tight sleeves ended in small points at the wrists and the full skirt extended into a graceful train. Her tiny satin calot, appliqued with lace, held the full-length veil of tulle illusion. She carried a cascade of gardenias, white hybrid orchids and swainsona. Her attendants were Mrs. H. Firstbrook, matron of honor, and Betty Beaton, Margaret Ballentine and Joan Pugsley, the bride's cousin. Misses Beaton and Ballentine were gowned alike in pale emerald green velveteen fashioned similar to the bridal gown, with cap sleeves and matching gauntlets. Mrs. Firstbrook and Joan Pugsley were gowned similarly in frocks of a deeper shade of green velveteen. All four wore matching calots with ostrich trim of varying shades of green and carried miniature cascades of chrysanthemums and coral roses and gladioli. Gordon Kohl was best man. Ushers were Tom McGoey, "Pep" Hunter, F.O. F.E. Foy and Sergt. William Putland. At a reception in the Granite club, the bride's mother received wearing fuchsia crepe with cut-work design in the bodice, matching ostrich tip hat, black accessories, silver fox cape and corsage of orchids. Mrs. Mary Ferrie, the groom's sister, also receiving, wore a dusky blue gown with corsage of coral roses. For the wedding trip, the bride donned a suit and topcoat of cashmere tweed trimmed with Russian squirrel, a fur hat and dark brown accessories. The couple will live in Toronto.