Poem by Joy Huntington
The Qargizine, Fall 2016 #5
Yukon River Dreams
Salmon skin
To sew the seams
Muddy islands
Where seagulls play
Water washing
The past away
Raven soars to bring the sun
Winter blankets
Come undone
Fish nets sparkle
With promise of food
City worries
Come unglued
Grandmother’s hands
Come to life
Campfire stories
Begin to ignite
Salmon strips dry
On wooden racks
Camp was cleared
With the blade of an axe
The sun never sets
And nobody sleeps
Yukon River dreams
Flow wide and deep
