my boot, shiny pebbles in the bay, water-glint, near juneau, ak, also early june '08.
a poem, & gratuitous alaska pictures. so many i haven't posted. eeep.
abalone
(for b.)
once your heart’s been opened,
you’ll never close it again –
not once the crows have
carried you over the bay, a
smashed abalone shell
on the slick black beach-slate:
all your soft slippery creature
is splayed out all over the rocks,
sunlight illuminates the hidden insides,
the shattered shell’s nacre –
rib slivers glint & waves wash
out the bleeding crevasse
so small & shelterless
dissected & now caressed
by every last drop of water
in the world –
you’ll never close it again –
not once the crows have
carried you over the bay, a
smashed abalone shell
on the slick black beach-slate:
all your soft slippery creature
is splayed out all over the rocks,
sunlight illuminates the hidden insides,
the shattered shell’s nacre –
rib slivers glint & waves wash
out the bleeding crevasse
so small & shelterless
dissected & now caressed
by every last drop of water
in the world –
2 comments:
What a beautiful poem! I love the curly sea-star.
lovely to see a photo from the river valley I know and love.
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