Billy Collins Takes Me for a Ride

by Elaine Reardon

Spring Iris with Bug by Jeffrey C. Dickler

Billy Collins takes me for a ride
I’ve gone there before many times
it’s an easy ride and I think I know the way

But he makes a turn
takes a detour and then
he drives into a small pond
a pond I’ve never noticed before

I wonder is he trying to kill us
amazingly the car floats

He hops out onto the damp soil
announces that we have arrived






This poem was originally published in the author’s chapbook, The Heart is a Nursery for Hope, 2016, Flutter Press.


Elaine Reardon is a poet, herbalist, educator, and member of the Society of Children’s Book Writers & Illustrators. Her chapbook The Heart is a Nursery For Hope won first honors from Flutter Press. She won the Beal Poetry Prize (November 2018), and was shortlisted at the Hammond House Poetry contest. Most recently, Elaine’s poetry has been published by Crossways Journal, Automatic Pilot, Sleep-Z Journal, and several anthologies. Her website is

Jeffrey C. Dickler, a native of Brooklyn, New York, was transplanted to the Midwest after his formative years. His love of the outdoors grew from summers at his grandfather’s Camp Iroquois on Frost Pond in Jaffrey, New Hampshire. By age four he already had hiked to the peak of Mount Monadnock. Later family trips to the American Southwest and National Parks cemented his love of exploring nature with a pack on his back and camera in hand. In 2017 he retired to the Monadnock region. He lives with his wife, Deni, and their four-legged companion, Willy Waggins, in Rindge, New Hampshire.