La Chalupa, the Boat
I am twenty, drifting in la chalupa, the blue boat painted with roses, white lilies— No, not drifting, I am poling my way into my life. It seems like another life: There were the walls of the mind. There were the cliffs of the mind, There were the seven deaths, and the seven bread-offerings— Still, there was still the little boat, the chalupa you built once, slowly, in the yard, after school—
From Little Boat by Jean Valentine. Copyright © 2008 by Jean Valentine. Reprinted with permission of Wesleyan University Press.
The author of many collections of poetry, Jean Valentine has received such honors as the National Book Award, the Yale Series of Younger Poets Prize, and the Wallace Stevens Award from the Academy of American Poets.
Date Published: 2008-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/la-chalupa-boat