A Sijo EPIGRAPH: The Song My Paddle Sings –E. Pauline Johnson (1861 – 1913) currents roar with voices joined rushing fast toward open seas; yet we bend our backs to water paddles steady against the flood; upstream, we know this rhythm — we will not be swept away d’Verse poetics: Dipping our poetic paddles At… Continue reading Our paddles, or: We know this rhythm→
