HomeLIKHAvol. 16 no. 2 (1996)

Arbor Felix (For Marlis Van Der Linde)

Marjorie Evasco

Discipline: Literature



When the sun, catlike, lifted its transparent

Eyelid over the lake where Oiseau Roc

Was sailing, it was easy for us to make believe

This was not water before us but pure wind,

Warmed by the raspberry pie in the stove

And the story of the child you could have lost

Who clung to the lifeline cord of your song:

Sail Immo, to my arms, sail on!