Pointe Mouillee
I wake early & in all that black leave home
moisture in the air made visible by clouds blue coolness
rogue waves borrowing form from the troposphere
harlequin in flight floating world of coots canvasbacks
& hooded mergansers white moon ringed with black
we peddle the rocky berm counting ducks
census of species in a long series of signs
daughter’s stars thinly inked
she sings while she draws cattail tree swallow
song sparrow’s burnt streaks a sunburst from beak to chest
like the cumulus along the lake’s perimeter
drifting & flattening into nothing into
a smooth white haze
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Pied-billed grebes swim around semi-submerged barrels
signpost grackle shimmers purple & black
lake as chemical reservoir water over shoal over sandbar over
the tern’s silver wing-tips I have said nothing of the muskrats
swimming the lagoon their rat-tails surfacing
as they sink between impoundments
every formal experiment is a move away
narrative in new rock no jaws no teeth
only expanded temporalities sea lampreys in Lake Ontario
for a century before descending into Erie
little more than a leathery cartilaginous tube & digestive track
confused seas divided into units we run to the shore
use my boot as touch-stone
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Thinking across scales issues of agency taken up
in an age of limits & dull absence the lakes tip
one into another long billed black-bellied dunlins
amble mudflat for mollusks we collect the names
like specimens hoarding them while we can
tributary leavetakers & new arrivals braided into
an endless dark corridor
into pearl-rush then button harvest for
mother-of-pearl a heart a foot & two hinged shells
empty niche for zebra & quagga to occupy
the shallows & the depths swamp-rose mallow
spiny softshell turtle in a time-scale relevant we watch
a yellow-headed blackbird out of range sing
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