Today I dream of summer. The sun on my face. The relaxed rhythm of the day. When I was a young teen I remember drifting on the Magnetewan River in a canoe reading for hours. I wrote this poem (inspired by Wallace Stevens) to capture the carefree feeling and the peaceful knowing of having nowhere to be but in a canoe with a great book on a gorgeous summer’s day.
Floating among granite and pine
The only thing she sees
Is her page, shining.
She is of four directions
On a canoe
Under which she imagines four fathoms.
The girl smiles in the rocking waves.
Surrender is an important part of the ritual.
A girl and a book
A girl and a book and a river
I do not know which to celebrate first:
The sparkle of words
Or the freedom of floating,
The peace of reading, not paddling
Or just summer.
Inspired by “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird” by Wallace Stevens.