one perfect moment — Gotts Island — photo by author

words, such flimsy things,
arrayed, alone on a page,
what can they hold within
the frame of letters and spaces as loose as a net

cast out
not knowing what can be seen through the weave
perhaps they carry some intent or, maybe,
merely sieve the air

such a fragile stance the fisherman
reaching, arms outstretched,
as though to embrace the rushing sea
the net, a falling shadow

my words fly out
a shimmer in the air, then fade beneath
I watch them sink and hope
and with hope draw them in again

how full of wonder
we stand before the immensity
and believe

Writer, walker, poet, educator. Commercial fisherman, builder, donut maker, organic grower. Boston, U. City, Maine, South Africa, Madrid.

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