Celina, Tennessee

I left the 28th section of the poem in Celina, Tennessee, where we visited Shawn’s parents new (to them) houseboat. It was lovely spending the day sprawled out on the roof of the boat, reading and watching the water. At night, the dock is lit with a series of lights marking each slip’s number. I left the poem tucked in the light at slip H-5.

"Wisdom is not finally tested in schools, wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, it its own proof"