Poetry by Tracy Marks

To Donna
Skiathos, Greece
copyright 1976 by Tracy Marks

Because we are
unlike the mainland masses,
must drink wine salted by the sea,
swim in the wind,
because we share the silence
of  a sun melting
into soft rippling circles of placid waters
or dropping
into the rough tumble of wind-tossed waters,
you are my friend.

I feel your friendship in the waves,
the rocks, the trees,in moments of sunfire
and when grey winds wrap
their chilling shawl around our
binding us to this
Sapphic land
which opens shores,
harbors, hidden coves
to those
it treasures
as we have done.


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