April 21*

yes, the water is a being, a spirit
the same as
                              unending swells of
                              wind-whipped tall-grass prairie
                              the breath of peaks, snow-laced valleys

places without artifact
experiences without name
holders of presence

bathing my very tired       preoccupations
in lap of wave

*Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island.

Hear Luther Allen read from The View from Lummi Island on Saturday, April 23, 2011. Details.

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