the spectacle of tentacles and heartbreak and loosened teeth. i saw this. i saw this upon the hull and wept. barnacles and mermaids and sirens and bloated dead men gouged eyes strewn across the reef. did you forget me? did you finally forget? or has the wound scabbed over into the semblance of something whole and sturdy and alive. the living, ah that’s always the rub isn’t it? between the storms and longing and flogging and the walls of the brig: the choice between living and weeping, carrying on and throwing up, swimming out into the sea or drowning to the shore.
Monthly Archives: May 2010
mother’s day, always
my love, my love, my love
what have you given me, what is this life, these swirls, this joy, these children
who scamper about, drive me crazy, drive my heart
what is this life, this peace, this beauty
this tenderness i see when you hold them, scold them, kiss them
you brought these children into this world
you’ve brought this immeasurable light into our lives,
into my life, into the dark sorrow of my heart
where do you find all the love that you give?