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


 five seals, headed north

their heads sparkling with stars
disappearing quickly

the austerity of beach swept clear

Poem copyright 2016 by Jnana Hodson
To see the full set of seacoast poems,
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