The Shubenacadie by Emily Tristan Jones
I am down the spiral muddy of the river
This river calms us like a mother
It even spits us up like a death that we thought was long gone
It shoots us like a birth, sticking our baby fingers in the air
Each toe like a pipe tooting its own baby song
Emily Tristan Jones was born in the Northwest Territories. Her poems have appeared in The Puritan, Harvard Review, Denver Quarterly, Vallum, and several other journals. She holds a graduate degree in the visual arts from the University of Chicago (a winner of its emerging writers series). She lives in Montréal where she teaches poetry for the QWF and coordinates Columba, an online poetry quarterly.