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Wendy Ingersoll


My father was a skywatcher,
cloud-noter, wind-gauger,

trained since birth
to check the weather first thing
and last. In those last

dim years when all else had left
mind and memory, he’d still stare
keenly out the car window

as I drove him to neurologist
or podiatrist, and exclaim with joy and

satisfaction: Look at those clouds!
And I knew right then
that watching the sky

was a good way to conduct a life--
that reading the outlines of clouds,

lifting a finger to the pulse of
breeze coming your way,

is what can hold you close,
clasp you tight to the thrum.

© by Wendy Ingersoll.
Used with the author’s permission.

Wendy Elizabeth Ingersoll lives in Hockessin, Delaware. Author of two poetry books -- River, Farm and Grace Only Follows (awarded first place in both the Delaware Press Association and National Federation of Press Women’s Contests in 2010) -- Wendy is a graduate of Mount Holyoke College. A piano teacher in addition to being a poet, she and her husband have nine grandchildren between them. Learn more about Wendy at


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Just lovely, Wendy. This is a poem to read again and again.
Posted 12/07/2011 06:38 AM
Very nice and how observant you were of your father and learned to be one with the universe through sky-watching. I have taught the piano also.
Posted 12/06/2011 06:34 PM
Beautiful poem, Wendy. Watching your father, the sky-watcher leading to "a good way to conduct a life" and your lovely conclusion.
Posted 12/06/2011 12:02 PM
wendy morton:
The lovely cadence of this poem; its skywatching heart.
Posted 12/06/2011 11:19 AM
How very lovely.
Posted 12/06/2011 10:32 AM
Good poem
Posted 12/06/2011 10:11 AM
Good poem!
Posted 12/06/2011 09:36 AM
My father's mind lost everything but his gracious kindness. He would comfort strangers if he thought they needed it. Much like the poet's father who never lost his ability to find the pulse of the breeze. Wonderful imagery!
Posted 12/06/2011 08:33 AM
You follow a single thread to its artful end, and release in me tears of remembrance. a bit of grace. Lincoln
Posted 12/06/2011 08:27 AM
Lovely. Devon
Posted 12/06/2011 08:23 AM
Brilliantly simple, simply brilliant and meaningful. Really enjoyed this. My kind of poetry. Vero
Posted 12/06/2011 05:49 AM
Wendy Elizabeth, I got such comfort from this poem. My Dad is not well at the moment, this poem made me smile as my father was prone to watching the weather too as I am. Lovely poem. Maire x
Posted 12/06/2011 04:26 AM

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