All Along the Mazinaw - Michael Ondaatje

[Lawrence Robinson]

All Along the Mazinaw

Later the osprey
falling towards
only what he sees

the messenger heron
warning of our progress
up Mud Lake

a paddle is stranger
to what it heaves out of the way

Wherever you go
within a silence
is witnessed,

everything aware
of alteration but you,
creatures who veer,
a torn leaf descending

In rapids
rocks gaze up
with the bright paint
of previous canoes

But now only you, for an hour
in the arms of the Mazinaw

those things we don’t know we love
we love harder

	- Michael Ondaatje
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