April 13th
Palms weaving together, her voice
wearing nasal tones down to a glottal stop,
Mary launches the chant for whale.
Her body carries the dip of oars
and the laughter, hearts lifting, harpoons
rising, flying like ptarmigan.
The ancient songs enter her hands
to show us how the kayaks go.
Palms weaving together, her voice
wearing nasal tones down to a glottal stop,
Mary launches the chant for whale.
Her body carries the dip of oars
and the laughter, hearts lifting, harpoons
rising, flying like ptarmigan.
The ancient songs enter her hands
to show us how the kayaks go.