poetry and prose about place

abandoned bridge – South Nation River

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In south-east Ontario, the South Nation River winds through farmland…

Driving along the river in October of 2012, we found an old metal bridge, closed to traffic.  Although left to rust, this bridge was beautiful in its simple construction.  The deck of the bridge was rotted, but wildflowers had taken hold in the debris.

According to the South Nation River link at (South Nation Conservation), the bridge has now been removed.



abandoned bridge, South Nation River


years since I crossed the metal bridge –

we take the long way now,

over that engineered, concrete

contrivance, upstream


the old bridge CLOSED, of course

trusses red with rust, corroded

pitted as the river bank

and its swallow-burrows


once we walked those girders

leaned from the railings

amused ourselves by pitching rocks down

into the duckweed


wouldn’t be safe today, the deck

rotted where hawkweeds bloom

all summer, cheerful

you’d think they’d been planted



Published as ‘abandoned bridge, South Nation River’, Canadian Stories 15 (85), June 2012.

Copyright  Jane Tims  2012

Written by jane tims

November 2, 2012 at 10:00 am

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  1. A wonderful verse, Jane. There’s a certain attraction to abandoned structures that does make one think of the past.


    Watching Seasons

    November 5, 2012 at 7:43 pm

    • Hi. I think it also makes us realise, perhaps with a shock, how fleeting is our interest in material possessions. Jane


      jane tims

      November 6, 2012 at 9:35 am

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