on jumbled cement slabs in fox river
how little we know about our river friends—
i thought the current would be headed west
fox river algal sways
rushes grow tall
blue heron sees us all
as i sat on one of the huge chunks of cement dumped near the bank of the fox river, i found myself trying to keep the electricity poles and other slabs of debris out of the shots of the opposite bank. that didn’t feel quite right, so i figured i had another “anthropocenum” moment on my hands. these shots are frank about what the fox looks like at this moment in its journey from halbach swamp down to the illinois.