Twice-Shepherd Ballad

The moon and tides are so linked by fact and myth that my imagination goes wild with them. There are stories that connect them, and I create my own, some from a drift of thought, a snatch of sound, or a stray comment from a friend. I’ve no idea where my wilder ideas come from …


TWICE-SHEPHERD BALLAD                                 Athabasca Falls 97

she sat on a moonbeam
knitting wisps of rain
into scarves for sheep

came a shepherd
counting stitches
“twelve”  he called
and one she dropped

the stitch unravelled
down rows of waterfall
into ocean, blue
beneath her swinging feet

“drowned in salt”
called the shepherd

the moonbeam bent
beneath the weight
of knitted rain
and she slipped down
to stand breast-deep
in waves that skirled
above the faces
of her deep-water sheep

About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, 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...
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2 Responses to Twice-Shepherd Ballad

  1. dianaejones says:

    What a beautiful poem, Joanna. I am enjoying your posts.

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