Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Sea

erase by Evgeniy Shaman

Sea

To have lost even the why or the what for –
to dream and to wake with the weight
of even the mechanical why even the mechanical wherefore –

the primitive one-string cello,
bent low playing a threnody, thread, theme I know,
into the night as I wake heaving it, hearing it –

like a chorus dissolving
not only sadness, sea,
but past sadness
past past sadness

now that I live so close to your sound, sea,
even at night wake to listen for you –
close to your smell
close and often to your salvage
your changing sand and rock shelf, sea,
lost generations
lost progenitors
past sadness, sea


© 2009, Joan Metelerkamp
From: Burnt Offering
Publisher: Modjaji Books, Cape Town, 2009
ISBN: 9780980272949

4 comments:

zoe said...

what an amazingly beautiful photo! wow!

Diane said...

Yes!! Evgeniy Shaman is wonderful!!
Thanks for stopping by Zoe!

Vesna said...

Ohhhh stunning, words and the photo blend so perfectly together
I love this theatre of the sublime:))

Diane said...

:) Thank you so much dear heart!