Poem & Photo Giclee Print

Available, unframed, as a 5x7 or 8x10 print.

Poem reads:

Wild Lake

It is easy on a calm August day 
to survey the breadth of your still expanse
and see you as peaceful, easily
contained. 

But you were born 
of glacial flooding, overtaking
a valley, then retreating to reveal
dunes your waves still shape. 

In March, your water 
encroaches on the parking lot 
at the public beach, threatening 
to swallow the lighthouse.

Perhaps you aren’t encroaching
at all, rather retrieving
what we’ve spent all our resources
to own. 

Perhaps we are the ones
who have trespassed. 

You contain a history 
of ebb and flow, 
yet we imagine 
you can somehow be restrained, 

that your surface level advances
can be fought with sandbags 
and seawalls. The beach disappears,
the bluff beneath the staircase erodes,

we condemn the power 
that made you Great.