Constitutionals

Tonight I walked to the store after dinner,

And I thought of other constitutionals

Especially those evening walks by Ceredigion Bay

Walking along the promenade, catching the sunset

Sometimes earlier, just walking to walk, hear the surf, feel the wind

To think more, feel less, expend agitation, aid digestion.

Often, early and late, I’d see an old man, thin, bent, with a wooden cane

Walking back and forth. He was there much more than I.

Tonight, I played make-believe. The concrete was other concrete.

The sound of the cars was the low roar of waves.

The white headlights surged out of the dusk like foam on the surf

The moon was the moon. I walked back