Seaside

How far could you swim?

William Stafford

With Kit, Age 7, at the Beach

We would climb the highest dune,
from there to gaze and come down:
the ocean was performing;
we contributed our climb.

Waves leapfrogged and came
straight out of the storm.
What should our gaze mean?
Kit waited for me to decide.

Standing on such a hill,
what would you tell your child?
That was an absolute vista.
Those waves raced far, and cold.

‘How far could you swim, Daddy,
in such a storm?’
‘As far as was needed,’ I said,
and as I talked, I swam.

William Stafford

Wake Owl – Seaside

I was shaken, held the hand of you, 
looking at the bottom of my soul,
Crying out, crying out to who 
would lead from this place i didn’t know

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