Still Water Prose Poems
Copyright @ 1989 by Arthur Garfunkel
Used by persmission of Author - All Rights Reserved
not just for the rising time
that shades are drawn
to keep the light away;
It's for going to sleep near the end
of a still-light day.
through the porthole,
the darkening sky and I are companions
in fading to black at sea;
Our rise and set - a synchronicity,
new one on me: the shadeless night,
so late in life to get to know
and fall asleep in indigo.
Pacifiic crossingJuly 1985