Tag Archives: Lake Erie

Balance

Posted on April 8, 2021 by Rosalind C Hughes

Picking my way across the wrongend of the beach, avoidingrocks that rock beneath my weight,overhead branches that claw at my head,empty bottles, remnants of some illicit picnic,metal rope, remnant of some construction project,sea glass and sharp plastic shards,the frigid, opaque … Continue reading →

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Washed in the word

Posted on March 30, 2021 by Rosalind C Hughes

Beside a lake melted into being by glaciers I bathe my feet in your word made water – the fluidity of creation – dry them in the sand, scourings of the land eroded, as all flesh, remade asa million grains … Continue reading →

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Currents

Posted on October 9, 2020 by Rosalind C Hughes

Looking to a goose feather floating on the surfacefor a landmark is rank foolishness; yet its inconstancy may be no greater thanthe line of seagulls ranged along the rocksnor the white-capped waves,the deck-chaired people on the sand, even the lake … Continue reading →

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Undertow

Posted on May 2, 2019 by Rosalind C Hughes

I went to the water filled with chaos, foaming with worry, frothy with fear; I went to the water cold as winter, opaque as oil. I went to the water to see your Spirit spraying the rocks with invisible ink, animation drawn out of … Continue reading →

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Break water

Posted on September 3, 2014 by Rosalind C Hughes

Breakwater before midnight; primal elements: dark water. Let light break. This dark water tastes wrong; unseasoned soup, it will not hold me up. I throw up my hands. Your thoughts are not my thoughts, there will be no meeting of … Continue reading →

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Sunfall

Posted on May 23, 2014 by Rosalind C Hughes

The only sign of a seam between sea and sky, a bright, slim line; the sun falling, pooling; a slick of liquid gold.

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Seasonal affair

Posted on February 23, 2014 by Rosalind C Hughes

The seagulls are returning from wherever it is that seagulls go when the lake, luminous lover, has frozen them out, but they seem chastened; they sound subdued, touch her gingerly, testing the waters.

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Cliff song

Posted on July 27, 2012 by Rosalind C Hughes

From this morning’s Psalm: I waited patiently upon the Lord. He stooped to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the desolate pit, out of the mire and clay; he set my feet upon a high cliff … Continue reading →

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