Moving Water

Prominent silver. You transform
midnight’s moonlight into the blood of the land.

Between river banks you capture
the lightning flash of shooting stars.

Your dance extends
high above your frothing frenzy,
laces the leaping crests of moving water
with spicy ozone, a pulmonary elixir
that penetrates the lungs.

A circulation system, vast, connective,
you carry my canoe along life-giving capillaries,
permit the encroachment of one small intruder
infiltrating the giant heart of a giant land.

~ Deborah Lawson

Deborah Lawson, a freelance editor and published non-fiction writer, has been a private poet since high school days. Four years ago she “went public” in Edmonton’s charismatic and supportive poetry community, where the energy that comes from hanging out with other writers invigorates her own creative development. She enjoys experimenting with a variety of poetic forms. Poetry deepens her ability to engage with and pay attention to life, and allows her to be “at home” in a world where her affinity for words, metaphor and meaning is welcomed rather than considered peculiar. In 2007, one of Deborah’s poems was chosen as Poetry Winner in the Other Voices 20th Anniversary Fiction, Non-Fiction and Poetry Contest.

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