The Bends

The impossible lane, being impossible,

stretches farther than I imagined

My steps are tentative, the bike light guiding my way

I get a few strange looks, which beg

why is he pushing it

what’s wrong

We had laid the bike down that Saturday, Rhino and me. Our near-collision came around the blind corner at full speed, eyes ahead, not expecting our jump across her path. Brakes slammed, sliding to a stop just short of her.

We were both okay, road rash but nothing more

She paused, but only briefly, to ensure we were not injured


I paused for a minute, trying to decide if there was time and capacity to translate and explain what was really going on: I’m shook; scared for what might have been; surprised; uneasy.

yeah, okay!

And she was off.

You okay bud?

Yeah papa, I’m fine.

But the bike, only barely functional,

Was not.

So I walk, and push, and feel self-conscious.

And wonder what lies around the next impossible bend.

Published by Radutti

Teaching in Ha Noi, screwing things up daily but surviving to write about it. ...everything's perfectly all right now. We're fine. We're all fine here now, thank you. How are you?

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  1. My favorite line – “So I walk, and push, and feel self-conscious.” You capture the worry of judgment in the wake of an accident. I’m glad the speaker in the poem made it out with only a broken bike and hurt pride.

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  2. The wondering what others think sets things up so well! The whole piece had me thinking things like
    where are they?
    How old are they ?

    And these questions pull me forward As a reader. Leaving them unanswered did not leave me unsatisfied.

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