March 20

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Inexorable tides
something like

inevitable grief
that will arrive in what–

a day, days, weeks?
Out on the coast

we used to climb
the sea stacks

and grassy
headland paths

to watch the surf
chew up the shore

and anything else
that remained below

not safely nested up
in barnacles

and pines
and is it wrong

now
to cooly observe

a breaking
from some distance–

metaphorically
as I couldn’t

get time off
and don’t want to

leave
not really

only to detach–
to try at free-living

so tired now
of failing valves

Furosemide
of watching

and waiting and
waiting–

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5 Comments

  1. This is lovely but I’m not sure I understand, I sense an illness and sadness? help me to understand,please, this piece is too good to not fully understand, thank you. Michelle

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