Allan Rae

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Welcome to my online portfolio, home to what I feel constitutes my best literary nonfiction, poetry, flash fiction, & photography, with links to my published work, as well as the occasional editorial or research update.

Sleeping Through The Alarm

How America Was Prophetically Trumped

The future came in repeated vignettes
of still life at dawn, scenes, soundbites
captured in a box anchored on a wall. 
Origins of misplaced assurances to
final arrival of deftly creeping panic.

Behind the flat vile reductions only
a bloated carcass crowned, the mange of
golden straw, a least compelling narcissism. 
That thing that could not, would not happen. 
Barely palpable, on that morning we never quite
prepared for when a table was set and a round
room was painted something other than blue.

The future arrived at dawn, a deafening yet
silent refrain un-assuaged by weak reflexive
summations of hindsight’s inelegant arithmetic.
On that November dawn it came to America
solemn oaths were taken, big bands played
throughout the day and a poet laureate
envisioned changing orders, a fresh
invigorated nation, where wagers were
placed on overwhelming odds her dress
would be fire engine red.


August 31, 2005: 13 Days Volunteering For Hurricane Katrina Relief

OOPS! Or, What Not To Say To A Customs Agent