Water will find a way as it pleases
and we find a way to water.
The dog swims in the river head high
trying to catch the sparkles of splash
little sprites in enticing dance
light and water magic
the magic of lightness in water
the magic only the dog sees
We will find a way to the sea, the stream, the lake, the pond
gaze small or far beyond
see a mythology in the water that pleases
the secretive water that finds its way.
- Susan Oleferuk
Susan Oleferuk’s poems have appeared in numerous literary journals and reviews both in the U.S and abroad. She has four poetry collections: Circling for Home, Finishing Line Press (2011),
Those Who Come to the Garden, Finishing Line Press (2013) Days of Sun, Finishing Line Press (2017) and When There Is Little Light Left in Late Afternoon, Kelsay Books (2022). She lives in New York.
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