If I Were Water & You Were Air
I used to be restless water―
only the froth and currents
of a moving life.
Now I am still water,
sinking down to where
I can be found
by anyone willing to stand quietly
and look.
Is it true that moving water never freezes?
Is it true that still waters run deep?
Is it true that we are wed in steam?
“What if, caught by air,
it never lets me go?” I ask.
“But even water
turned to air
must fall at last,” you say.
“And what if I fall farther from you?” I say.
“Or what if I never again find banks
that open to contain me?”
I used to be swift flowing water.
Now I am a pool that sinks me deeper every year.
So deep, so deep I sink
that on its way to find me,
even air may lose its way.
Our dVerse Poets prompt today is to consider the opening line from a poem from one of my favorite poets, Edna St Vincent Millay. The Poem is “Love Is Not All,” and the line is:
“Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink nor slumber nor a roof against the rain.” As a response, I’m sharing the title poem from my newly published book of poems.
Judy, you made me think of this song from The Rolling Stones’ latest album.
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Hi Lisa. Thanks for the comment. I hadn’t heard that song…
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Hi Judy. It’s the only one that Keith sings on the album. You are welcome.
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I’ve read this a dozen times or more. Each reading imparts more to me. Thank you SO much for this one!
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Your waters certainly do run deep – so profound
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Thanks, Derrick. As do yours.
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Wonderful!
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I can tell you that even running water freezes if it’s cold enough.
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This reads like a seasons of life poem for me, Judy, with layers and layers of meaning. I especially like the last stanza.
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This is terrific, Judy.
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What a beautiful poem Judy. Congratulations on the new book.
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