The Banyan Review: Maxi Wardcantori

Maxi Wardcantori

Stepping into Still Water

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Not in but through— Louisianasalt marsh, cordgrass anchoredto catch the basin’s every flood.
But today stills its mirrored surface.Build me a wooden fishing boat and oar. What moves, what holds solid
under boots. How deep and down do we go into dark to find, to pintogether the good of our world. 
Two more lovers, afraid. All of us tasked to make the biggest thing tohardly hold to witness only failure 
and still, hover. Bring one foot downto break water. They say the bedbelow will rise to meet the sole 
and what remains unmapped between is quiet—only the most inevitable of griefs.

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Stepping into Still Water

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