Dark Angels Note 43
Welcome back to our writerly thoughts to distract, inspire and reassure you. Be well, keep reading, keep writing and know that we’re always here..
Read the poem below by Taranki poet, Elizbeth Smither. Now, write a poem that begins with a question. Keep going, but don’t try too hard to answer it.
The Sea Question
The sea asks “How is your life now?”
It does so obliquely, changing colour.
It is never the same on any two visits.
It is never the same in any particular
Only in generalities: tide and such matters
Wave height and suction, pebbles that rattle.
It doesn’t presume to wear a white coat
But it questions you like a psychologist
As you walk beside it on its long couch.
When I touch my daughter’s sleeping head,
waves of love crash down my arm
and into her sweaty, curly hair.
I picture her, a water nymph,
dragged along by life’s pull.
But there she is, stroke for stroke
swimming against the tide;
gliding over the wreckage
of other people’s words.
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