so
i should start by saying
i
never really made it to the wateron my 'revisit'
because maybe it's impossible
to wash the years away so easily
the herons are still aloft
but in many new generations
and anyway everything else
in the world has
so
changed
so reconciling the new
unreality with what came before
is fundamentally
lying to yourself
but
i took in everything i could
in
as close a proximity
as my old and new imagination
would permit
chewing on white birch bark
until my teeth began squeaking
approval
being patient
letting the sky clear
& the whitecaps speak for themselves
---
e b bortz
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