I think he is probably in the boat, coiling lines, or
Sitting in sun—pondering string theory,
Or something else I’ve never understood.
“If I wanted you to understand, I
I would have married a physicist,”
He said when I was young and puzzled..
Or he’s working in the garden,
Deciding to replant the raspberry bed,
Planning where to build a new deck.
He’s just not where I can see him right now.
I’ll wait a while before starting supper.