The water waits
for no one
under machines and time and
the rivers carry the
remains to the ocean
the old canneries sink
into the estuaries and
and the water still calls
the salmon home
our nets catch
not only fish but something larger
and as they are tossed onto the
briefly hold a piece
We can only hope to build something to briefly meet the power of forever
I sometimes think that our best creations as people are those that are flexible enough to acknowledge their (and our) temporary place in the larger world.
For more innovation in the face of inevitability, The Guests of Honor, is available here. Its sequel, With Honor Intact, can be found here.
Currents don’t shift all at once.
Sometimes, when it floods, there is a quick new channel that displaces what passed before.
Most changes to the waterways are gradual.
A slow peel of the bank.
A deposit of gravel.
A diversion from one side of a boulder to the other.
It is easy enough to sit at the side of the water and feel secure.
To miss the bank dissolving beneath you.
To find yourself exposed, off-balance, your gravity shifted.
The words on the page work as well as any current.
A slow, steady pressure and the core unravels.
Leaving only the bare skeleton exposed-
Washed away by our changed direction.
Standing firm has its price, in both stories and life
If you would like to follow some more shifting channels, I have also written a fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor. It is available here.
The corners are always deceptive.
Rivers are not static passageways.
A stretch of slow, even current is likely to round a corner on jagged rocks, on churning undertow.
We watch for the whitewater.
Once you know the river, some dangers are fixed.
But others hide beneath the surface, rising fallen trees and stumps to surround you.
Distraction is dangerous.
Complacency is fatal.
Writing should capture that feeling.
The sweet-sour taste in your throat as you round the corner.
As the whitecaps carry you through-
Or dash you against the rocks below.
A beautiful passage, an unforgiving pathway
If you’d like to chart some rougher waters, I have also written a fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor. It is available here.