| InterBoard Poetry Competition | |
| First Place Winner, October 2007 | |
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AFTERGLOW Elodie Ackerman (The Town) We crossed the country bathed in beatitudes the transmission leaking oil clear across the country toward the Orange glow hovering on the Western horizon, waiting to eat us alive. My bridal veil flowed out the window, my virginity the hood ornament on the old blue Mercury as we tried marriage on for size, rolling the flavor on our tongues like SweetTarts, cheap but tasty. As quickly as we rushed into that foul folly, we hesitated to bring it to a close. Eventually, you collapsed Under the weight of it all, and I, hardened by your rage and drama, signed the papers as quickly as I did the parchment that got us into this mess in the first place. It’s time to leave the Golden Promise, retrace that oily trail to its start, where trees still stand after three-hundred years and family welcomes you home, no matter what you’ve done or where you’ve gone or who you’ve become. But it’s never quite behind you, that Orange glow. No matter what comes next, it’s always there, waiting to remind you that no matter how wise they think you are, how worldly or sophisticated, you’re still a damned fool. Just old now, and not so pretty anymore. Judge E. Ethelbert Miller’s comments: “I like how innocence is thrown against the landscape in ‘Afterglow.’ So much said in the third line ‘the transmission leaking oil.’ Already we known this marriage can’t go far. The reference to ‘Sweet Tarts’ seems to capture the tension and arguments within the relationship. When was the last time you saw a reference to Sweet Tarts in a poem? I think I was addicted to them when I was young. I remember I didn’t want to share... Even ‘beauty’ disappears by the end of ‘Afterglow.’ It’s a reminder of what you can’t escape and perhaps an indication of the weight of it all.”
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