We’re kayaking Molloy Island
on the Joojilyup Blackwood River
upstream from Tallinup Augusta.

There’s a howling northerly wind 
blown in from a nearby cyclone.
We ride it straight down from the boat launch,
past the caravan park, past the private ferry,
round the southern side of the island
where we stop at sandy beach and swim.

This island is like the the water rose up
and took form. 
Even in summer it feels wet.
We paddle in and out of little waterways
and emerge on the island’s eastern side 
still somewhat protected from the wind.
We’ve never been here before—this island
between Wardandi and Bibbulman country.
Much is new. 

But then we turn a corner 
heading north,
and there in the water 
is kadar the musk duck.
Female.
All black and sleek
and diving.
We paddle 
and the next time she comes up
we’re almost side by side.

Sometimes all you need is something familiar
in a whole landscape of unknowns
to anchor yourself.