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Almost Ashore

Almost Ashore

By Gerald Vizenor b. 1934 Gerald Vizenor

winter sea

over my shoes

shadows

and bright

round stones

at san gregorio

every wave

turns a season

forests adrift

empty shells

memory of fire

so faraway

in the mountains

and canyons

silent pools

raise my faces

by early tide

slight my hand

shoulders

almost ashore

light breaks

over the plovers

certain steps

my traces

blood, bone, stone

turn natural

and heavy waves

rush the sand

Gerald Vizenor, “Almost Ashore” from Almost Ashore. Copyright © 2006 by Gerald Vizenor. Reprinted by permission of Salt Publishing.

Source: Almost Ashore (Salt Publishing, 2006)

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Poet Gerald Vizenor b. 1934

POET’S REGION U.S., Southwestern

Subjects Nature, Landscapes & Pastorals, Seas, Rivers, & Streams

Poetic Terms Free Verse