Sea Legs
I hope you have sea legs , my father said to me as we got on a fishing boat in a small town in Newfoundland. Sea legs, I thought, how peculiar that person can measure their ability to stand while the ocean waves crash against the sides keeping us afloat In Italy, as the dock swayed while l loaded my luggage onto the water-taxi with a bald Venetian man Sea legs, I thought that's why I can stand. My mother smiled over, as I stood up and breathed in the Adriatic In Toronto, the subway jerks to a stop Sea legs, I thought, that's why I can stand.