On discovering that a friend holds a different point of view

I was surprised to note
That both of us thought
And I quote:
“I am steering this canoe.”
We could have knelt facing out
(And never known)
But we are facing in.
Facing, glaring at each other,
Each intent on his own journey
No matter the cost in wasted motion
And emotion. I dipped my paddle
So did you, and nothing could or will
Convince you, friend, or me, to desist.

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/ Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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