On the Horizon

Mary Jo Hoffman

By standing
on the horizon
one can look back
upon the sea of the past
the swirl of generations
lives done undone
of one’s history
tides running

Peering west
on the horizon
one can look ahead
upon the sea yet to come
where waters & sky meld
earth meets heaven
in holy mystery
tides pulling

“Who shall I be for men many generations later?
When, after the clamor of tongues, the award goes to silence?” ~ Czeslaw Milosz


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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