A Transient Landscape

shaped by swells and surge and storm
six thousand years of broken land
banked along the ancient moraine.

miles of safety and soft, articulated sand
the satisfying weight of stone-in-hand
swans gliding in over the twisted tamarack
nestling in after long flight
an endless, rippled blue, a dragonfly briefly alight

(it was like this, that first night)

vision pools and blurs
before this long-awaited sight.

 

R. Leigh Krafft