#100 Halfway to Canada


#100 Halfway to Canada
2005 – 15 x 18 edition of 28 – $350

Halfway to Canada

Summers pulled my parents
home to Canada.

We’d stop halfway to picnic
on this rocky shore
and I’d proclaim “When I grow up,
I’ll live here.”

This smaller city
on a hill,

this vast lake with its rapidly
shifting moods,

the ships
with their mysterious destinations,

the sometimes riotous,
sometimes mournful
cries of gulls.

And now, more by
pure happenstance
than plan,
I’ve lived here thirty years.

I had not imagined you
beside me all this time.

You, who claim that you could see
our future, even as we met.

Perhaps there are things
we come into the world