One Poem by Paula Puolakka

Written in response to this month’s Special Challenge.

The Good Ol’ Days / A Better Tomorrow

The 1870s scene of Ville-d’Avray (France)
reminds me of how life was
in Sipoo, Oulu, and Mikkeli (Finland)
still in the 1980s.

Walking barefoot in the dirt,
collecting tadpoles (none were hurt),
and executing the expeditions while my grandmother
was keeping guard: That was life.

The leaning trees are the good ol’ days:
hallow and decaying,
and their former brilliance only true to me
in my memories–pure fiction to many.

Yet, one birch is standing tall:
she reminds me of my grandmother
(alive and well, thank you, Father).
In her is the key for a better tomorrow.


Paula Puolakka (1982) is a Beat poet, writer, and MA (History of Science and Ideas). Lately, Puolakka has been focusing on homemade zines (Finnish and English) to minimize the usage of technology and to gladden people with old-school mail. Spillwords Press will publish Puolakka’s short rant on May 7th.

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