Landscape, with Lake and Pleasure Boats

A salt lick, a watering hole, a thumbprint 
embossed on a clearing in the dusty hills. How
did it become this fantasy of paradise, willows
weeping with the weight of untrimmed blooms
as flat-bottomed boats circle the surface of
a manmade lake? At first, only a handful
of them. And then, more tourists clamoring for
a turn. Now there are too many concessions,
crowding the water that merely flows around
and around itself. Concession, from the Latin
con + cedere: the grant of privilege by
a government to individuals to engage
in some enterprise. Or, the act of allowing
or conceding. Who gave the first permission?
They fight among themselves for the right
to the largest fleet. They name ghosts on
business permits as their children intermarry.
They forget the history of ruin, how the most
accurate ledger is the one kept by rain.

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