1
light in shimmering bronze
illuminates maritime charts and sails
unfurling with desires, an escape
in the apex of broad wakes
who you think you are
doesn’t matter
when the tide turns
a band from the North Star
turns toward harbor –
glints of affirmation or rebuke from a stranger –
ruffles bells and rigging
identities don’t matter
when the wind turns
off we go, then, and this time
this world or this way and then another
2
five seals, headed north
their heads sparkling with stars
disappearing quickly
the austerity of beach swept clear
Poem copyright 2016 by Jnana Hodson
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