The end of Point Pelee, the very tip,
used to reach out further into Lake Erie.
I remember when. These days, I visit to walk
amidst the Carolinian trees, breathing humidity.
I stand, close my eyes, conjure land’s end.
The ghost of the tree that once stood there
is painted memory, in deepest pool of third eye.
Try it next time: squint eyes shut, watch that old tree,
birds settling in its branches, tourists taking selfies,
and random birdwatchers jostling under brightest sky.
Hear the echoes of gulls past, screeching out their lament.
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Kim Fahner lives and writes in Sudbury, Ontario, Canada. Her latest book, a novel, is The Donoghue Girl (Latitude 46, 2024). Her next collection of poems, The Pollination Field, will be published by Turnstone Press in Spring 2025. Kim is the First Vice-Chair of The Writers’ Union of Canada. She may be reached via her website at www.kimfahner.com.
