Morning at Meech Lake – Nancy-Jean Pément


I should live in a green-coloured world

under a canopy of leaves

leaning low to greet me


I should make peace with the cold

moss-coloured waters

cosmos of microscopic life


something not unlike the stardust

from which we are rumoured to emerge

some carbon element

some cousin to the stars


we are

collective torch lights


a canopy

of illuminated filament

our bodies cannot hope to contain




I should learn to paddle the red canoe

properly seated at the back

every stroke

a stroke of momentum genius


like loons

returning at dawn

we call out:

“I am of earth

though I come from light.”