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BODY OF WATER

Standing by a body of water.  Moving or standing still.  In the dark green depths
my soul finds its own level 

Lost in a mirror of infinite margins.  Ever sounding.   On and on.  Perpetual arms pull me under light’s silver sheets.  Tossed with wind and waves.   Where a coiled muscle gives up a perfect word.  I come with only a fever to offer 
far
from the dried carnations in summer's throat
and certain birds that pierce the air with an agonizing cry.  I come to wash and be clean.  To drown in my immensity 

 Baptized by a spray of distant sky.  In sympathetic response.  The surface repeats the hypnotic patterns of my longing.  Again and again.  Swimming out to the breaking pages before me.  With only a parched fountain to offer.  Far from the sun's entrenched lullaby of insect music and the worried sleep that parts with a film of sweat and dust.  I come be carried away through the charitable doors that open on the shore

Standing by a body of water.  Moving or standing still.  In the dark green depths
my soul finds its own level  

 





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BODY OF WATER, Janet Hamill's fifth collection of poetry, featuring photographs by Patti Smith, has just been published by Bowery Books (November 2, 2008).

Regular edition available through Bowery Books, Amazon, and Barnes and Noble.

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