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I.
the perch closes its mouth on the worm
my hand jerks the pole
lungs swell quickly on a gasp
water wrinkles as fins protest heave
fish surrenders
guilt surfaces

II.
air pushed through open lips
a sigh, a puff of disappointment
or a clipped whistle
at the dog who ran
too far down shore

III.
there is a green aura
where the sun touches the water
on the horizon
we cannot help but call
out this science to strangers
all facing the fading heat
while waves break
and wind pushes
we anticipate the mystery
absorb it like humidity
on our goose-pimpled flesh
when it is over
in a second
we smile shyly at those
same strangers trudging
through sand
back to car campers
differently warm

Annie Valkema

Annie Valkema works in development at Western Theological Seminary in Holland, MI. She is a graduate of Houghton College in Houghton, NY, and has worked in alumni engagement and development at her alma mater, the University of Michigan and Hope College before joining the team at Western Sem. When not working, she workshops poetry with like-minded friends on the lakeshore and searches for joy in all situations.

3 Comments

  • Patty Preston says:

    Love these lines. Beautiful writing!
    “when it is over
    in a second
    we smile shyly at those
    same strangers trudging
    through sand
    back to car campers
    differently warm”

  • Jackie Corbett says:

    You paint a beautiful picture with your words Annie!

  • Jack Ridl says:

    Thank you, Annie,

    Of course the poems have your authentic vision and original voice.
    I’m so glad for you that I’m now gonna read ’em ten more times
    Jack