WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:04.005 align:middle line:84% And then, I'll read a poem called "The Iron Bridge." 00:00:04.005 --> 00:00:09.650 align:middle line:90% 00:00:09.650 --> 00:00:13.340 align:middle line:90% "The Iron Bridge" 00:00:13.340 --> 00:00:16.190 align:middle line:84% "I am standing on a disused iron bridge 00:00:16.190 --> 00:00:20.510 align:middle line:84% that was erected in 1902, according to the iron bolt-- 00:00:20.510 --> 00:00:23.840 align:middle line:84% according to the iron plaque bolted into a beam, 00:00:23.840 --> 00:00:26.600 align:middle line:90% the year my mother turned one. 00:00:26.600 --> 00:00:29.900 align:middle line:84% Imagine, a mother in her infancy, and she 00:00:29.900 --> 00:00:33.320 align:middle line:84% was a Canadian infant at that, one of the great infants 00:00:33.320 --> 00:00:36.020 align:middle line:90% of the province of Ontario. 00:00:36.020 --> 00:00:38.570 align:middle line:84% But here I am leaning on the rusted railing looking 00:00:38.570 --> 00:00:40.970 align:middle line:84% at the water below, which is flat and reflective 00:00:40.970 --> 00:00:44.630 align:middle line:84% this morning, sky-blue and streaked with high clouds. 00:00:44.630 --> 00:00:47.390 align:middle line:84% And the more I look at the water, which is like a talking 00:00:47.390 --> 00:00:50.480 align:middle line:84% picture, the more I think of 1902 00:00:50.480 --> 00:00:54.770 align:middle line:84% when workmen in shirts and caps riveted this iron bridge 00:00:54.770 --> 00:00:58.520 align:middle line:84% together across a thin channel joining two lakes, 00:00:58.520 --> 00:01:03.050 align:middle line:84% where wildflowers blow along the shore now, and pairs of swans 00:01:03.050 --> 00:01:06.140 align:middle line:90% float in the leafy coves. 00:01:06.140 --> 00:01:10.610 align:middle line:84% 1902, my mother was so tiny she could 00:01:10.610 --> 00:01:12.530 align:middle line:84% have fit into one of those oval baskets 00:01:12.530 --> 00:01:15.800 align:middle line:84% for holding apples, which her mother could have 00:01:15.800 --> 00:01:19.430 align:middle line:84% lined with a soft cloth and placed on the kitchen table, 00:01:19.430 --> 00:01:22.400 align:middle line:84% so she could keep an eye on infant Katherine, 00:01:22.400 --> 00:01:25.970 align:middle line:84% while she scrubbed potatoes or shelled a bag of peas. 00:01:25.970 --> 00:01:29.510 align:middle line:84% The way I am keeping an eye on that cormorant who 00:01:29.510 --> 00:01:32.690 align:middle line:84% just broke the glassy surface, and is moving away 00:01:32.690 --> 00:01:36.860 align:middle line:84% from me and the iron bridge, swiveling his curious head, 00:01:36.860 --> 00:01:40.340 align:middle line:84% slipping out to where the sun rakes the water and filters 00:01:40.340 --> 00:01:42.980 align:middle line:84% through the trees that crowd the shore. 00:01:42.980 --> 00:01:47.570 align:middle line:84% And now, he dives, disappears below the surface. 00:01:47.570 --> 00:01:50.570 align:middle line:84% And while I wait for him to pop up somewhere, 00:01:50.570 --> 00:01:55.430 align:middle line:84% I picture him flying underwater with his strange wings, 00:01:55.430 --> 00:01:59.000 align:middle line:84% as I picture you, my tiny mother, who 00:01:59.000 --> 00:02:02.270 align:middle line:84% disappeared last year, flying somewhere 00:02:02.270 --> 00:02:04.220 align:middle line:90% with your strange wings. 00:02:04.220 --> 00:02:07.670 align:middle line:84% Your wide eyes and your heavy wet dress 00:02:07.670 --> 00:02:12.740 align:middle line:84% kicking deeper down into a lake with no end, no name, 00:02:12.740 --> 00:02:16.180 align:middle line:84% some boundless province of water." 00:02:16.180 --> 00:02:18.000 align:middle line:90%