We stood by the lake-edge watching a gaggle of geese on the far side. A friend spooked them deliberately. And they rose … to become to skein … and then a wedge, on their flight south. Magic.
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GEESE IN AUTUMN 
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congregate in rafts of commas
necks curved for the clause
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they will write on high air currents
hands in pockets I watch
as they float on a long ellipsis
to a chapter where insects
skim smooth water
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the geese hold questions
that become conversations
on a slow afternoon
between myself and a friend
while the birds spread
black and white wings like stories
told between soft covers
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About Joanna M. Weston
Born in England, she is now living in Shawnigan Lake, BC. She is married to Robert, an accountant, and they have three sons,
Andrew
Jon
Mark
... and two cats, Alice and Chaucer.
Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
Clarity House Press has published several of her chapbooks including:
Berry and the Birthday Band (2010)
One of These Little Ones (1987) – out of print
Cuernavaca Diary (1990) – out of print
Seasons (1993) – out of print
Watch-night (2005) – out of print
GOOSEY-WOOSEYS!!!!
And then there’s duckies …..! Have you ever seen a two-toed duck?