Reversing
The tide begins to turn,
all sailboats drifting towards
the parallel of current.
An ocean asserts itself
with hesitation at first;
our rudders remember the river.
But then the pull of something
like the moon transports
our will to face the sea.
~Son Rivers 2006
FRESH POSSIBILITIES
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Today we will look at a seasonal poem by A. E. Housman, taking it verse by
verse. XVI — SPRING MORNING Star and coronal and bellApril underfoot
renews,And ...
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