Welcome to Poetry Friday. I am super excited to share a poem by April Halprin Wayland whom I had the privilege to interview on Wednesday. Even cooler, April invited me including my family to meet her while in Southern California last week. So I was able to get a couple of pics:
April at her desk. How cool is that?
Her tortoise, Sheldon, who loves to nibble toes as well.
Her dog, Eli, who was nicknamed “Peanut Butter” by my grandgirl. She would have stoled “PB” is she was able to. She talked about him the rest of the trip.
And now for her poem:
SAYS THE SEAGULL
Shalom to slowly sinking sun
I sing in salty seagull tongue.
But who’re these people on my pier?
I sail, I swoop and then fly near.
They’re singing, marching up the pier
I think they did the same last year.
A father gives his girl some bread
she scans the waves then tosses crumbs.
I dive, I catch,
I save and…yum!
I like this ritual at the pier.
I think I’ll meet them every year.
I screech my thanks, and then I hear
“L’shanah Tovah! Good New Year!”
note: Shalom can mean hello, good-bye and peace.
poem © 2013 April Halprin Wayland. All rights reserved.
I like the ritual as well, April. Maybe one year I will join you at the pier. Thank you for sharing.
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