Summer Grass (by Roo Borson)

1The willows are thinking again about thickness,
2slowness, lizard skin on hot rock,
3and day by day this imaging transforms them
4into what we see: dragons in leaf, draped scales
5alongside the river of harried, spring-stirred silt.
6The magpie recites Scriabin in early morning as a mating song,
7and home is just a place you started out,
8the only place you still know how to think from,
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Publication Notes: 
Roo Borson, Short Journey Upriver Towards Oishida (Toronto: McClelland and Stewart, 2004). " target="_blank">This poem is reproduced on the Griffin Prize Web Site (from the winning volume on the Canadian Shortlist 2005).
RPO poem Editors: 
Ian Lancashire
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