Here is another poem I fell in love with, the story of a moment and its insights — simplicity, clarity, focused description and a universal theme for a moment that caught her breath and helped her see herself differently. As she says, “let this suffice.”
Sailing on Lake Superior
by Kirsten Dierking
Before us now the edge of the earth,
below us the nearly endless cold.
Around us nothing but shimmering
the miles of empty and sparkling blue.
For a few hours, the sail fills on
toward infinity. Shadows of
our delicate bodies ebb and flow
across the deck of our delicate boat.
What if the beautiful days, the good
and pacific temperate moments,
weren’t just lovely, but everything?
What if I could let it fall away
in the wake, that ache to extract
meaning from vastness?
Let this suffice; the ease of thinking
it all goes on, whether we’re here
to see it or not. The splashing waves,
the suntipped gulls arcing across
the radiant world.
“Sailing on Lake Superior” by Kirsten Dierking, from Northern Oracle. © Spout Press, 2007.