Poetry Archive Now Wordview 2020: Avalon
by Nicholas McGaughey
This is a poem about being with someone as they die. The loved ones hold her hands as she drifts away, we "untether our palms and let her go"
Poetry Archive Now Wordview 2020: Avalon
This boat on the shore
has no sail or paddle,
I have not seen it before.
It seems to be waiting
We are four. Then three.
Hands touch cold rock.
Her eyes open, don’t see
our vigil turn ceremony.
Breath slows to the calm
of no breeze, not a ripple
stirs the surface. Our palms
untether. We let her go.
Recording provided as part of Poetry Archive Now: Wordview 2020. Used by permission of the author. Photographer taken by Rob Summerhill.
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