Poème
de l’instant
Juneau
Had I been there
Looking across at the glacier
And wondering why it recedes
And does not advance,
I would surely have gone
To the little cafe on the wharf
And lunched on fresh halibut.
I would have been
Where I ought to have been,
In my mind, fishing deep waters.
N. Scott Momaday, « Juneau », apulée, Éditions Zulma, 2021.