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Directions to Come Ashore
by Laurie Kuntz

after a line in the poem
“You Tell Us What to Do” by Faiz Ahmed Faiz

These are not times to be stranded in seawaters;
although, each day we board that boat with no life jacket.

In the distance on tawny banks
the pelicans and gulls announce their presence

remind us to stop comparing these days of solitude
to a lover who has left us with nests of memories.

In these times, living in a scarred earth, we need the ordinary,
the quotidian moments to allow the wounded world to heal.

Lift a cup of chamomile to chilled lips,
listen to the peck, peck of a sparrow on the flowering plumeria,

hum the ear-wormed tune of reviving, till it becomes a mantra—
its melody a map directing us to come ashore.

PAINTING: Black-Headed Gulls by Charles Tunnicliffe.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: This poem came from a time of feeling hopeless about the state of the environment. In order to find hope for all things needing to be renewed, humanity needs to step back and think about how to heal the earth. As the world slowed down during the pandemic, the environment healed. The air cleared, animals thrived, and amidst the devastating pandemic, we did learn what it takes to create a cleaner more sustainable environment. In this poem, “coming ashore” is the route needed to do right by the earth we inhabit. Stop the noise, stop the pollution, stop the extinction of life, come ashore and do the right thing.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Laurie Kuntz is an award-winning poet and film producer. She taught creative writing and poetry in Japan, Thailand, and the Philippines. She has published two poetry collections (The Moon Over My Mother’s House, Finishing Line Press, and Somewhere in the Telling, Mellen Press) and two chapbooks (Simple Gestures, Texas Review Press, and Women at the Onsen, Blue Light Press), as well as an ESL reader (The New Arrival, Books 1 & 2, Prentice Hall Publishers). Moment Poetry Press has published a broadside of her poem “The Moon Over My Mother’s House.”  Her poems, “Darnella’s Duty”  and “Not Drowning But Waving” have been produced in a podcast from LKMNDS and her poem “Darnella’s Duty” is published in a new Black Lives Matter Anthology. Her poetry has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, and her chapbook, Simple Gestures, won the Texas Review Poetry Chapbook Contest. Recently retired, she lives in an endless summer state of mind. Visit her at



by Matsuo Basho

On the white poppy,

a butterfly’s torn wing

is a keepsake.




by Gary Snyder

It comes blundering over the

Boulders at night, it stays

Frightened outside the

Range of my campfire

I go to meet it at the

Edge of the light

Photo: Eugene Dodonov