Near the Connecticut
by Polly Brown
Four of us travelling in one canoe—
two small enough to fit between
the paddlers—down the Connecticut,
New England’s watery spine.
We sat on a ledge in sunshine;
then, needing to pee, I climbed
to a small wood. Sun-dappled shade,
blue chinks of sky, nameless
sparrows dipping in, weaving through:
no remembered detail explains
why in that moment I woke
to our life in paradise. Which means
it could happen
almost anywhere again.
Polly Brown has organized outdoor poetry events on her hillside in Hopkinton, Massachusetts, has written about war and peace at the Joiner Institute at UMass Boston, and will lead a workshop focused on two poems by Stanley Kunitz at the 2018 Massachusetts Poetry Festival. Pebble Leaf Feather Knife, her new book of poems, will be released by Cherry Grove in 2019. The two children in this poem are now busy rearing another generation of canoeists and kayakers.