It has been another week of rich poetry. I enjoyed reading through 195 poems exploring the inner realm of mood and emotion. As always, it is difficult to highlight just one poem. I was touched by Nolina Estuary’s vivid and powerful image embodying the passage into and through the deep waters of grief. Here it is for your reading and reflection. Be sure to visit her blog at http://saltythirst.wordpress.com.
I wade into grief slowlyas if it were an alpine lakeeach step causing breathless gaspingits frigid bite meeting warm skin.So I waituntil each body partgrows numbthe thousand poking needlesbluntedas if a thin papersuddenly shields my skin.Finally, I am immersedand I carefully tilt back my head to press my noseinto the airas the water covers my face.I waitfeeling the throbbing coldcomplete its paththrough my skin, muscles, nerves, and bonesuntil it hits my coreuntil I am fully conscious of my submersion.And then, only thendo I slowly turn aroundlayer by layermy body emergesdripping, soddentremblinguntil I stand on dry groundonce more.But even thenthe memory of the dark watersremains in the faint, shimmering dropletsperched on my skinsending goose-bumped shiversacross my body. http://saltythirst.wordpress.com/2010/11/15/alpine-grief/
Till next week, keep reading and writing,
Bill Cook (www.beginningpoetry.wordpress.com)