A boat though no more than a thought
might carry us, far from
the coast, as far as
we know. But
is it a ship then,
cresting and sounding? I think,
for its boasting, it?s just a boat
drifting down a difficult river ?
now and then it runs aground
and that is where we live.
?Boat?, from The Sounds (Victoria University Press, 1996), ? Andrew Johnston 1996, used by permission of the author. Recording from the Aotearoa New Zealand Poetry Sound Archives 2004, supplied by the Braeburn Studios.