Category Archives: river poems

The St. Lawrence River is huge and complicated

level floors

In autumn we return to level floors: no longer barefoot,  drinking air with skin, we leave behind the slamming door that keeps mosquitoes out, cats in. Within these walls so warm and so secure we wait out winter’s storms and … Continue reading

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disorientation

The river is so large so deep so wide we set our compass wrong: we think of north when it’s north-west and south when it’s south-east. We stand with our backs to it and paint of barns; so awed, afraid, … Continue reading

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