Walking Across The Atlantic Poem by Billy Collins

Walking Across The Atlantic

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I wait for the holiday crowd to clear the beach
before stepping onto the first wave.

Soon I am walking across the Atlantic
thinking about Spain,
checking for whales, waterspouts.
I feel the water holding up my shifting weight.
Tonight I will sleep on its rocking surface.

But for now I try to imagine what
this must look like to the fish below,
the bottoms of my feet appearing, disappearing.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Margaret Newcomb 24 June 2007

Mr. Collins, Your work is so descriptive and imaginative that I am right there walking across the Atlantic with you. Thank you. I never imagined I'd get to. Margaret

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Paula Schneiderman 16 December 2006

I love having access to specific poems, but your website is a little hard to navigate. Maybe it will be easier for me the next time. Thanks, Paula

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