Edited and introduced by Wesley McNair, Maine poet laureate.

In today’s poem, Bruce Willard of Boothbay Harbor remembers his stepfather through metaphors derived from sailing, his favorite pastime.

Elegy for the Stepfather

By Bruce Willard

Only a month ago I imagined sailing with him

on the ketch he built. His oversized hands

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on the tiller. Sails fathered by a sou’west breeze.

He, who came like a front into my home

and stole my wind a decade ago.

Who gave it back in the way he tendered my son.

Trimmed the parts that were neither his nor mine

alone to love.

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This strange, familial wind we rode and shared,

separated us, paired us on tack,

only to separate us again.

Becalmed, I miss him now,

just the small boat of his ashes left.

These storms which have no names,

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the ghostly calm

which leaves no wake.

Take Heart: A Conversation in Poetry is produced in collaboration with the Maine Writers & Publishers Alliance. Poem copyright © 2013 Bruce Willard. Reprinted from “Holding Ground,” Four Way Books, 2013, by permission of Four Way Books, all rights reserved. Questions about submitting to Take Heart may be directed to Gibson Fay-LeBlanc at mainepoetlaureate@gmail.com or (207) 228-8263. “Take Heart: Poems from Maine,” an anthology collecting the first two years of this column, is now available from Down East Books.

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