Lake Carmi with My Daughter
Sitting behind you
in a low-slung kayak
I marvel at
swinging black braids
sliding down your back
shiny in the equinox sun.
Each stroke of dark water
reminds me of the nights
you swore you’d never go back
to fair weather lovers
whose loyalty proved
as shallow as lily pad roots.
Now, at the turning of our seasons together
as our lives entwine again
anchored in aging love, we turn as one
for the deep waters of Lake Carmi.
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This poem is from the book The Edge of Everything by Jo Bower (Finishing Line Press), and can be found at https://www.finishinglinepress.com/product/the-edge-of-everything-by-jo-bower/
Jo Bower’s passions encompass unexpected treasures found in the natural world, healing through authentic human connections and the craggy coasts of Massachusetts and Maine. From her upbringing in a small New England seaside town, to adventures in West Africa, to the vagaries and challenges of intimate relationships, this book follows the arc of Bower’s life from childhood to cronehood. Her many insights into the hidden gifts of aging, relationships and personal growth carry universal wisdom.
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