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Poem: Quiet Goodbye 

Goodbye sweet Wappingers Creek

where you meet the Hudson

the deer curled up beside you

with twin fawns


The river winds its way through

just as we did

We harvested wineberries and made scones from them

Justin chopped wood and structured elegant woodpiles

We listened to ancient stories from ancient river people

and we did not have to lock our door, in fact

our house did not have a lock when we arrived...


We are going to listen to the water

when it sends us to the edge of the land

where the sky meets the sea


Wappani to Wampanoag

charting, swimming, drifting

traveling by sloop

by sail

by instinct


We might

wait for that canoe to take us over

across the great water

  • A poem by Sarah Johnson.

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