Notes on Water
Ann Pelletier
Went down to the water in anguish.
Spared by the avocet.
One thing about water: it never shuts up.
Blissfully unintelligible.
Another’s the thrum of lodgepole and cat-tail
and the snare of a willow mid-river.
Water is real unless you’re a prophet
for whom it’s a crossroads or wine.
Invisible oxygen. Invisible hydrogen.
Water is real.
Solvent, water. Absolver?
From solvere: to loosen, set sail.