On Writing

Poem 268 – St. Marys, ON

St. Marys, ONfor Rebecca MQ

The river is glass reflection
pink horizon pushing calm between
lush leaves lazing off willow wonder branches –
heaven’s hair reaching for tomorrow

And also robust rush of water falling –
the stacks fumbling from smooth mirror
to conversations constant rolling
of liquid tongues speaking
a different kind of respect

This confluence of
peace and production
the steady paradox
of our pandemic plié

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