Susan Carol Hauser


In Bog-watching on May 29, 2014 at 11:45 pm

Peeping the Bog, May 25, 2014

The creek opens into the lake, its meager current not visible on the water’s surface, the way new growth in the bog is not visible through last year’s dwindling grasses, except where a vein of water parts the bog mat and this year’s growth emerges, a green line that will soon be obscured by the larger green of the bog itself, the way the skeletal forms of the trees will be obscured by this year’s leaves, coming on even now, the way the shape of our lives, the direction and force, is clear, sometimes, for a season, submerges for a while, long or short, inhale, exhale, one always leading back to the other.



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