Gord Downie’s Death and the End of the Hip Inspire Canadians to Express Themselves in Poetry

Many Canadian music fans are mourning the death of Gord Downie in many different ways. Some, like Jerrod Eson, are trying to express what they feel through poetry. More than 25,000 people have viewed this on his site.

Gord Downie is all of us

He’s our winter jacket
Our frozen mitts
Our sneakers in the snow
Our Hockey Night in Canada
And all the things we know

He’s our 99
Our 87
His beloved #4
Our Bob and Harry in the booth
Our guy who shoots and scores

He’s our Stanley Cup
Our morning skate
Our mullets fit to groom
Our local minor hockey teams
Our beers in dressing rooms

He’s our bonfire chairs
Our Blue Jays games
Our fishing at the camp
Our CBC, our Double-Double
Our card games ’round a lamp

He’s our Bay of Fundy
Our Hudson Bay
Our tides and waves and breaks
Our rivers, streams, and puddles too
He’s all of our Great Lakes

He’s our Group of Seven
Our Hugh MacLennan
Our Atwood and MacLeod
Our David Adams Richards
And all who make us proud

He’s our Secret Path
Our dew in grass
Our sunlight and our glow
Our morning rain
Our pleasure pain
He’s everyone you know

He’s our 401
Our CN Tower
Our fields and forests too
He’s everything Canadian
He’s all of me and you

-Jerrod Edson

(We love you, Gord!)

 

This one came from Alex.

Gord and Leonard’s Song

On the way

Down the Queensway

Listening to Cosmo

On Chez

They played Gord

Singing, ‘Halleluiah’

We’ve got Terror and Trump

In lieu, ya

Two, now go

And teach us how to keep our eyes

Bigger than horizons

And for all the times

We get sucked into the past

Urge us gently

With calm

And with sincerity

To live!

For we get what we get

If we’re not careful

If we do not move forward

As loving individuals

Because this is hard

 

No doubt

But indeed,

We are strong enough

And we may see

If we think long enough

 

That you both

Taught us different ways to be

Kid and the Cloth

 

From Montreal to Kingston

Upper and lower

Of this old nation

We’ve lost you, dear lovers

 

Of its peoples

Of its land

Bringing us together

And the truths at hand

 

Of our family

Of our hate

Of our triumphs

Of Bocaygeon’s lakes

 

The Partisan

The Ladies’ man

The broken

The Canon of Cohen

 

Making others blush with envy

With a lust for life

A joy de vie

Its quiten’ time

 

I didn’t walk out on my job

Today

I re upped with them instead

In Gord and Leonard’s memories

 

I told my dad I will

Make money and write poetry

He advised me to travel

Around Quebec and the Valley

 

I walk in my hero’s footsteps,

(Though they not really be),

Just people I respect

Who helped teach me,

To live peacefully

 

RIP

Alan Cross

is an internationally known broadcaster, interviewer, writer, consultant, blogger and speaker. In his 30+ years in the music business, Alan has interviewed the biggest names in rock, from David Bowie and U2 to Pearl Jam and the Foo Fighters. He’s also known as a musicologist and documentarian through programs like The Ongoing History of New Music.

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