My parents had a "house by a lake." It was one of the most peaceful places I have ever been.
I think your poem is a metaphor for refugees from all kinds of calamities trying to find a safe place, a calm place in their life where they can rest and think of the life around them.
Unfortunately, quickly thrown up shelters providing basic food and water without much privacy, peace and calm for sleeping is no, "House by a lake," by any means.
I like the way you open the poem, full of poignant, evocative imagery that all blends into the invocation of serenity for all those who need it. A fine poem.
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
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I think your poem is a metaphor for refugees from all kinds of calamities trying to find a safe place, a calm place in their life where they can rest and think of the life around them.
Unfortunately, quickly thrown up shelters providing basic food and water without much privacy, peace and calm for sleeping is no, "House by a lake," by any means.
Ron