Monday, December 16, 2019

Ribbons, Volume 15, Number 3, Fall 2019

seaward


we are witness
to the birth of dawn
our paddles
silent for a moment
dripping with light

dolphins stitch
the blue edge of sky
to ocean
I imagine our bodies
unwrinkled and nimble

fishing boats
appear to hover
in mid-air
as heaven becomes
one with the water

night falls
upon this island
we open
our mouths and swallow
an elixir of stars




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