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InterBoard Poetry Competition
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Second Place Winner, May 2009
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EVIDENCE HANGING ON A RUSTY NAIL
      Brian J. Mackay
      (Moontown Cafe)

I found your old football boots this morning;
they were hanging on a rusty nail in the shed
next to my spare salmon fly rod.
Cobwebs stretched from lace to lace
and trailed from rubber studs like filigree.

You stored your trophies in a stained tea chest,
so I searched for evidence of silver laurels.
Each medal had a photograph for a partner;
black and white smiles from young boys,
all victorious, all proud of their triumphs.

The shed was dressed in dust and memorabilia;
shirts and socks and shorts, tiny rags for grimy
windows. Its boards were rotting and hinges
collapsing through years of careless abandonment
and sadness. I knew you couldn’t take me, brother.

I held your old football boots this morning,
they were where you always left them.
I’m going to polish them today, or tomorrow;
but now, I stroke the fifty franc statue you bought
in Lourdes, and rest my brow on your blue pillows.



Comments by judge Duncan Mercredi: “How many times has one dug out old photographs and recalled days of laughter and tears? Well words can do the same, ‘each medal had a photograph for a partner,’ each line bringing with it a sense of loss, a feeling of sadness. Then another line, ‘I held your old football boots this morning, they were there where you always left them,’ and a smile forms recalling happier days. There is sadness here, some tears and hope, hope that somehow dressing up the old boots will bring a sense of closure.”

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