Wednesday, May 4, 2011

North Beach Drift

North Beach Drift
Photograph by Kevin Macneil Brown

Beginning, arriving; the thickening of all
blessings; the fullness of this
sky full of migrating hawks
all day, once the morning
finds its zenith.

A streak of unknown
light on the lake
is un-remarked but not unnoticed
in the slash of seams at
the edge of uncountable

And those who sailed and
paddled these bays, coves, creeks,
so long ago
have left a flash of thoughts--
no more words or marks--
but nonetheless a vividness
of presence,
an imprint.

Today, tall sedges
the spillway sway…and
gray water stirs
a sleeping idea
at the source of all reflection.

- Kevin Macneil Brown