Moody Port

Image courtesy of Sean Orr.

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Moody Port
Sean Orr

Glory and splendour, they have left unto me a window in the frozen east. I look upon it as if it were an ocean, turning Burke Mountain or Sumas into seaside bluffs.

Given depth by the glowing opalescent grey ceiling that hangs over my city 6 months of the year; demarcated by the icy plateau of a temperature inversion, the illusion is maintained.

As if the gaffer used the Port’s massive red limbs as scaffolding, maintaining that movie-like light. That light where everything looks canned. I can imagine container ships from Alberta landing at Port Moody, impossible!

Gentleman of the mighty CPR what is this mirage? Get me Selkirk, get me Van Horne. Tell them I see the sea to the east, and no, it’s not of wheat. Golden though, as it is.

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Sean Orr is the writer of Tea and Two Slices on Scout Magazine (formerly Morning Brew on Beyond Robson), musician under the name Tassels, and self-taught street-photographer with nearly 10, 000 works on Flickr. I also have a ridiculous tumblr called Don’t Dad that the kids all seem to enjoy. My Twitter account is just sort of okay. I ran in the 2006 Provincial Election as a Green Party candidate. I’m not exactly sure why. I’ve been published in a bunch of publications and I’ve had art shows at all the really cool underground galleries. I have a mental illness. I also have a cat named Gustav and a tattoo that says “tattoo”. Ok bye.