I bought a large print of the photo below for Mom (something like 21 x 31 inches) and had it framed at Christmas. She liked it so well that she decided right away where to hang it, though it’s still not been hung. (I think she wants to paint that wall first. Maybe.) To be fair, it is sitting on the dresser below the target hanging zone where she can see it.
Then, she commissioned me to write a poem to go with the print. I finally finished the “Two Boats” poem the week before I went to Texas to visit this summer. You can find the final version of the poem below.
I promise to make another shameless plug for Patrick’s work as soon as I figure out a few more technical details. Meanwhile, I hope you enjoy these two companion pieces. ~LD
Tied together in water and wood,
blood and bone,
this traveling party of warriors,
poets, water gypsies
and still in the surly sunset.
The skins once stretched
smooth around her bones
today reveal the lie
of the great grey slab
slung so calm and cool
across the circumference
of the glazed horizon.