Canal Gallery

This poem was donated to the Canal Gallery & Artist Studios at its summer 2010 fundraiser.

Dear Second Canal;

I dream of silver foxes slinking along your bank. I dream

in orange and green,

of ivy unfolding beside your water

and of knotted tree trunks thick with moss.

I am infected with water moving like the drape

of a kimono sleeve–

Like breath against stone–

Slick as the foxes along your bank.

Water, delicate as air.

I reflect this back to you, Second Canal,

as I dream of sneaking

along the banks of your silver.

(from a postcard poem series written home to Holyoke, in Kyoto, Japan)