A meditation upon childhood play with twigs, channels and dams.
Ross Leckie “Breakwaters” in Descant 92/93 (Spring and Summer 1996) Volume 27, Numbers 1 and 2, page 92 … the poem’s final lines:
Currents change and breakwaters erode, slide, suspend,
submerge — the street returns to its routine. It’s time
to turn from this river, this local run-off
and its parish curriculum. I’m late for school.
I like how the word “time” is suspended (and the word “suspend” too) at the end of the line.
And so for day 545