Malahat by JD Stofer

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​Malahat


The Malahat was gravel once
no guard rails
people took a change of tire
and a good jack and a picnic lunch
and mother covered her eyes
on the steep curves
soft shoulders
did not enjoy the view
of Brentwood Bay
just wanted to get there
winding back down
to sea level safely
having passed the ordeal
of the lofty Malahat
where people flew annually 
just near the summit
to their deaths
in old Fords.

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JD Stofer is an artist and writer working from a tiny island off the west coast of Canada. She finds the raw landscape humbling since, by its very nature, it inspires. She paints, publishes a single frame cartoon in the  local paper, spoils her dogs, gardens, is a great cook and bread maker, has a keen sense of humour, is secretly melancholy, loves language (is trying to learn Chinese) values silence and fleeting moments and dislikes talking about herself. 

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