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As promised, here is your weekly Mondays With Muddy post. It’s the last week of National Poetry Month, after which I’ll return to the manuscript from which I’ve been posting. But this week, I give you Beatrice Allen Page’s poem, “Dilemma.”
Dilemma
Whether to walk along the beach
with eyes focused on the sand
where the outgoing tide
leaves odds and ends behind,
looking for a rare shell,
a bit of sea-polished glass,
gnarl of driftwood for the fireside,
or possibly – just possibly – to find
a white stone,
clean, cool, smooth as stark bone,
on which is written one’s secret name…
Or whether to fling the gaze far out and up
like a kite, letting it fly free
beyond self, beyond earth,
toward infinity…
Always the decision to make
between the near and the far:
to look for the treasure within reach
or strain one’s eyes toward an invisible star.
I wrestle with this choice when I’m fortunate enough to be at the OBX in September. How perfectly she puts it!
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