|photo from the boat,|
minutes before sunrise
And now for today's poetic offering. A few weeks ago I shared about the book INK KNOWS NO BORDERS and suggested it might be a meaningful identity experience to write a "pledge of allegiance" poem after the last poem in that anthology, "self-portrait with no flag" by Safia Elhillo. Here's what I came up with:
I Pledge Allegiance to the Lake
To its still, green-hush mornings,
its goldburst afternoons.
To its abundant skies lifting geese,
eagles, herons, and iridescent
ballets of dragonflies;
its reliable shores of pebbles, sway-grass
and sunwashed turtles;
its friendly crappie, bass, and bream.
I pledge allegiance to the lake's splash
and hum, its ever-changing face:
sometimes dimpled, sometimes soft as sand.
To its laplap July lullaby,
its keen January whistle.
How eagerly it climbs! How quietly it recedes.
And for the breezy peace it brings,
the secrets it swallows,
the boats it kisses and skin it bathes –
to the beauty for which it stands:
one small body of water
tucked in the tail of the Appalachians,
with freedom, reflection
and refreshment for all.
- Irene Latham