Boyhood Island

Dusk darkens
the distant hills
and serenity of water
beyond the lip-soft

No bridge of iron
or land bridge
reaches this place
where you’ve beached
your skiff.

You will lie down
and awake in safety.
That was not the day
or night you learned
how safety lies.

Mike Dillon lives in Indianola, Washington, a small town on Puget Sound northwest of Seattle. His most recent book is Departures: Poetry and Prose on the Removal of Bainbridge Island’s Japanese Americans After Pearl Harbor, from Unsolicited Press (April 2019).

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