Susan Starbird
Petaluma River, California
COME DOWN AND SEE the view from the Petaluma River’s perspective, the duck’s-eye view from a small boat. Drift along with me in the company of an industrial light bulb bearing a little load of algae. If you’re small enough, protozoan-scale, say, you can hitch a ride on a Styrofoam cup, spray can, or plastic bottle going your way: two steps downstream, one step back up with the tide.
To see the city from here you must look up. Look up to the underbellies of herons and egrets, the flared orange hull of the pilot boat Drake, the saloon of the elegantly decrepit wooden yacht Wanda, the blue and gray conning tower of the Trig Lind. Up to undercarriages of trucks rumbling across D Street…