Water, sidelong, edge of sight,
Part of the magic, being blind,
Glimpses of the lake,
Fractions of grace.
There, between birches
The impossible blue
Of where we’re going.
Good God, what a childhood that was.
Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University
wow! pretty perfect! fractions of grace