I'm not full of much compelling chatter this week, and I’m itching to work
on a new writing project and get some work done on my rug, so in lieu of a
proper post, here is a poem I wrote recently. It’s the first poem I’ve written in a while, and it's an experimentation with longer lines. Let me know what you think.
The Odyssey
This is the year I swam
length by length back into my body.
I swam with smooth sinuous strokes and
tireless limbs.
I swam without
faith, or a way to mark time. I swam in
the
void the sea swallowed whole. I swam in
soundless
solitary, stupefying, terrible, and
swift.
Now I rise like a heron in the midnight
pond.
My spine is infinite, my bones divine.
Upon re-entry, I find my flesh
intact. It is worshipful, this vessel. Its
storm of neurons, its earthen feet, the
prayer of my hips, my
heart’s cauldron. My ribs, engorged
with grief. My belly a safe house.
I shocked the clocks into obedience. In
time, I will rise and
rise again,
come to rest in this spawning ground.
--Kristen McHenry
2 comments:
gorgeous
This is the year I swam
length by length back into my body.
these are wonderful opening lines that pulled me in to the rest of the poem
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