I have walked through many lives,
some of them my own,
and I am not who I was,
though some principle of being
abides, from which I struggle
not to stray.
The opening scene in the Stanley Kunitz poem, The Layers. Kunitz, twice the U.S. Poet Laureate who served in World War II as a conscientious objector, lived to be 100.
I came across the poem when searching for something to accompany this photo of a beached boat in Puyuhuapi, Chile. The layers of experience that hang from the boat’s side echo quite nicely the words Kunitz synthesizes into a description of a life well led.
Layers is this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge. Thanks for the prompt that lead me to an enthralling morning-long examination into some of Kunitz’ poetry. It’s very much appreciated. 🙂
Photo: Puyuhuapi Fjord, Puerto Puyuhuapi (Patagonia), Chile, 27-Feb-2013.