Side roads: Marquette, Michigan

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house on Front Street, North

Side Roads
we could rent a sailboat, coast
smooth stone beaches
gorge on walleye cakes, 
whitefish in the soft shell.
we could stop at a supper club in the trees
drift like clouds,
feel boardwalk heat on our feet.
                   Suzi at the lighthouse
we could doze in screened-in porches
watch the sky topple
lightning flash on the lake,
sleep late.
                                 Jonathan, Lake Superior beach
we could push back the lace curtains
watch rain pound church steps
eat ice cream at the ore docks,
go west, turn left.
    crumbling ore docks
we could eat at an old-fashioned lunch counter,
cherry phosphates and baked
macaroni and cheese
we could hike moss covered rocks in a creek bed
climb 100 steps to a lighthouse
run the sand beaches, free.
    In front of Donckers luncheonette
we could walk the curved shoreline, obscured
fragrant of pine,
recollecting our youth, we could leave our adulthood far
far away, and behind.
    Lake Superior, the ocean without salt, at Big Bay

12 thoughts on “Side roads: Marquette, Michigan”

  1. You could find this poet fast asleep, birch embraced sleep along the rocky shore.
    What a fantastic visit, Monica. JNB and I loved seeing you and spending time. What a gift you are.
    The Anthology is fortunate for your good company. Many thanks for your many miles traveled. xo S

  2. Walleye. Supper clubs. Screened-in porches. Lace curtains. Mac and cheese. I lived in that world once – albeit no lighthouses. Thanks for knitting together your images and words so beautifully, and taking me there again.

  3. I know…cherry phosphates at the old Rexall drug store; part of my childhood was spent in a small farming community in Michigan. Love your photos, Mary. Couldn't get in past Type pad(?) for comments, but I sure enjoyed scrolling your diary.

  4. You mean the car? It's an ad photo for Donckers; I love that place. Glad I was within walking distance. Loves to you and JB; so grateful to have spent time with you…happy trails until we meet again.

  5. We could do so much along the curves of Lake Superior's shores and we did, didn't we? So glad to have met you in person, hugged, paused in front of a red door. Did you see the photo of all of us on Suzi's latest post? Happy to have joined you in the dream. Love, Kathy

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