For days now I’ve been reading one book of poetry after another, picking out poems for each of you individually, but I’m anxious to get started on our Iodine conversation, so for today I’ll just send one of my favorite poems ever. This is for all of you, who have shown me such love and given me such happiness. And then we’ll get started on discussing that crazy novel of mine.
WITH KIT, AGE SEVEN, AT THE BEACH
We would climb the highest dune,
from there to gaze and come down:
the ocean was performing;
we contributed our climb.
Waves leapfrogged and came
straight out of the storm.
what should our gaze mean?
Kit waited for me to decide.
Standing on such a hill,
what would you tell your child?
That was an absolute vista.
Those waves raced far, and cold.
“How far could you swim, Daddy,
in such a storm?”
“As far as was needed,” I said,
and as I talked, I swam.