Saturday, October 15, 2011

Poetry in Algonquin: Thanksgiving 2011

Dark water and sunshine in the beaver meadow,
marsh grasses whistling on the October breeze.

Black woods, gnarled roots, dead things, smell of rot.
Brilliant youth, beloved and bright, dappled in sunshine and forever.
"Look at me! he shouts, his voice like music, and how can you not?

White pines, home of the beaver, Tom Thomson's ghost smiles from the pond,
mighty moose, somewhere, wandering at will.
"Boomdiddyahdah," in my head, on a loop, Girl Guides in a canoe,
skinny dipping, when it was still okay to be naked under a yellow moon.

"All the diamonds in this world
that mean anything to me,
Are conjured up by wind and sunlight
sparkling on the sea."
– Bruce Cockburn

Apple doll in the sunshine, heart light, happy.

Polka dot stepping stones for tiny creatures of the pond, bullfrogs croak their ballet.
"You're gonna drown, you're gonna drown, you're gonna drown," but the green frogs
connect the dots, slower now, slower still, their skin cold as death.

The leaves are almost done, hilltop maples are bare, only orange oak and True Grit poplars
paint Algonquin hills. Look close, though, bend down, and colour bursts from the earth.
David versus the Goliath of weather, wind and time.

Patriotism sings now, it's the distant hills that call out,
symphonies of splendour. Foolish pride swells my heart, a beer commercial on my tongue.
I. Am. Canadian.

John Wayne, Glen Campbell, Little Blackie, Little Sister, moving through the gold poplars.
It's my favourite part of that classic movie, it's my favourite part of this walk,
my men walk ahead, footsteps shifting in the sand.
I take the photo, I take a breath.
And hold.

12 comments:

  1. Nice post and lovely pictures. I enjoyed this little walk in the woods with you.

    Pamela Jo

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  2. Beautiful pictures. Looks like a great time!

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  3. found ur blog through the pay it forward hop!

    very glad i did... first blog ive seen about muskoka!

    i have a cottage just outside of bracebridge

    nice to meet u!

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  4. Am so jealous! These pictures are stunning - really speak to my soul, as do the words.
    This, for me, would be heaven on earth.

    ...and yet there's beautiful open countryside not five minutes' walk from my door, here....that's this afternoon sorted.....and maybe tonight's blog post too! ;-)

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  5. Your photos and words are wonderful. There is no place quite like Algonquin.

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  6. "How can you not?" True of the kids, true of this post. Beautiful photos Cathy, and your captions have me sighing one second and laughing the next. This made my weekend.

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  7. thanks kathy,
    ill check out those muskoka bloggers!

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  8. You're so freakin' talented...it's scary. You know this, right? Gorgeous scenery...extraordinary words to match the images-it's so apparent how much you love both your surroundings and those humans that share it with you. Love!

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  9. Lordy I thought I lived in a beautiful place. Those pics just make my heart ache with their beauty. Lucky girl, you.

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