How It Is
~ Galway Bay, 2019
What passes here—unseen
until the noon sky opens
up to an uncharted sea
Cumulus clouds suit
a restless crowd, sailing
over an endless beach
that’s eclipsed by
a horizon veering North
into fog’s cold
Vacuum of faith, seized
by a current of wind, exposes
each thing becoming itself
before vanishing to nothing
Like us, learning to look below
the watery mirror of who we are—
before there is no sea, or beach,
or ancient rocks to stand on
M.J. Iuppa ‘s fourth poetry collection is This Thirst (Kelsay Books, 2017).For the past 30 years, she has lived on a small farm near the shores of Lake Ontario. Check out her blog: mjiuppa.blogspot.com for her musings on writing, sustainability & life’s stew.
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