“I learn by going where I have to go” by Sasha at Knowlton Lake

Sunday April 5, 2020
5 minutes
quoted by Theodore Roethke

You are the strange tangle of roots on the way to the water
messy uncontained roughage
Toe gets stuck and there’s an almost fall but you catch yourself
before the tumble
before the blood
before the dusk

No matter how much we talk about trust there is something
in the gut that can’t rid itself
of stink
of sink
of sweep
of sorrow

Maybe it was all written before we arrived
You and I
Prior to the gentle noisy collision
The pungency of Spadina
Dried fish and bok choy
Bycicle bells and espresso

Maybe we did the writing
misspelling and misstepping
gliding and finding as we went along
A choice leads to a door
Leads to a choice
Leads to a door
Leads to a choice

No one has drafted these paper thin plans before
But we do
We will
You in your tumble of root and rock
Me in my tongue behind the tooth