On Writing

POEM A DAY – March 12

Lake Time
w/ gratitude to DB

I went to the lake this afternoon
Lake Huron, my favourite of the great lakes
I went to the beach, pushed my naked toes
in the cold, cold sand and sucked it in:
the horizon, the sun rays, the dark top
dappled by wind, the mouthy waves
in my mind, I went to the lake this afternoon
I took my body with me in the somatic 
sacredness of time –
memories swimming in my cells

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