Month: March 2016

Canoeing the Swamps of Louisiana

Impulse Along the edge of my consciousness, there is an eddy line. Whenever I cross this mark, The current hits the bow, turning me downstream. Water spills off the paddle in steady trickles as the canoe shoots forward. I am a quiet cut on the surface, Moving through […]

Train compartment,Copyright habrda / 123RF Stock Photo

The Train

Life, love, and death on a trip from Amsterdam to Paris. The train picked up speed as it left the station in a little town not far from Amsterdam. We passed so close to a row of houses I felt I could touch them, all neat, all the same. Lace curtains […]

The Mississippi River at New Orleans, looking toward the GNO bridge. Photograph by Ann Fisher

Big River

Your eyes remind me of my river in the late afternoon, Sun-golden and warm. I once said so and you smiled. I am alone now. When the light of the setting sun hits his currents, The river-god speaks to me, his child, voice low. I bend forward, close over […]