November 2nd, 2007

canoe

Poetry Friday -- Walking

My daughters' GranPam (aka my mom) arrived last night, to much fanfare. 

She's signed up to read in both girls' classes today, 
and tomorrow are the final soccer games of the season.

In the meantime, she and I are headed to the lake to walk. 
It is beautiful here -- my favorite time of year -- crisp and blue.

I'll leave you with this appropriate poem by Denise Levertov. I love this one...



Looking, Walking, Being
by Denise Levertov

I look and look.
Looking's a way of being: one becomes,
sometimes, a pair of eyes walking.
Walking wherever looking takes one.


(Read the rest of the poem here...)