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Always like this: the thunk of paddle on gunwale.
Lifted wood turns pond drip to ripples,
and the glide of the curved bow spears the surface
in a silent vee your pressed blade makes.

–from “Tourist Canoe”

...the rain will beat a tattoo on the roof
while you tamp the windows shut against the wind
with a little luck, a push, a glance at black glass
slick and dark that shows you back your eyes.

–from “The Islands You Find”