July 16*

Lummi Island photo by Charity Burggraaf

something changes, shifts

it starts in the ferry line
—suspended—
the world behind, the island ahead
an exploration of the art of waiting

load into the womb-shaped ferry
fellow travelers, familiar guides
it is all liquid, whether light or dark
at the non-speed of water

landing, the deep smell
of open space, calm
houses subordinate to the land
the ever-tangled green.

and a culture simple enough to understand:
a store, a café, a post office.
a fire department.
enough.

it isn’t only that
the pace is slower
it is also deeper
for each of us, in our own way

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

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