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floodwaters
This time of year, along the St. John River, we watch for floodwaters. For some, whose homes may be threatened by the flood, this means worry. For others, it means a road along the river may be closed until the waters recede. For me, it is a time to watch for the return of the Canada Geese. It is also a time to see what interesting cargo the floodwaters carry.
All along the river, there will be huge wheels of root… the remains of trees ripped from the river’s banks and carried along with the floodwaters. These ‘root wheels’ come to rest on the river’s edges, stranded by the falling waters. Washed clean of the soil, the roots show us the underpinnings of the trees and reveal what goes on beneath the ground, where we ordinarily cannot see.
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Windthrow
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another scar
in the clearcut
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one crooked pine
left sentinel
to watch shoots and brambles
scramble for sun
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wind thrown in silence
(no ears to hear)
seedlings
patted in by Boy Scouts
crushed
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roots and fibre, exposed
clots of clay
dripping rock, wounded
rootlets, oozing sap
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overturned war wagon
mighty axle, broken
wheel of matted roots, still
spinning, earth upended
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a crater dug in regolith
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a new shelter
from the wind, rain
sprouting seeds
in mineral
and fallen leaves
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Published as: ‘Windthrow’, The Cormorant XI (1): 100 (Fall 94)
© Jane Tims 1994


























