By Ashby Neterer
Since wild winds have gone
and restless rains have ceased
and starry skies broke into dawn,
you cut your anchor free.
Now that storm has passed,
and waves wound down their rage,
you broke the chain that bound you fast
at your most needful stage.
But when the clouds collect,
and you, in vain, seek help,
recall the anchor you bedecked
with barnacles and kelp.
Ashby Neterer is the Torrance Scholar of Theology at the University of Oxford. His poetry explores nature and spirituality, love and loss, myth and story. He has published sonnets in the Garnett Literary magazine and won the Ropp Writing Prize. He enjoys reading Russian novels, dancing Cuban salsa, and praying the rosary.
