Sunday, July 31, 2016

Julie McElhone #32 Buoyance

Before winter set in fully
I swam in the sea pool
at Austinmer. And figured 
myself to be detritus
of the sea
along with seeds and weeds.
Then a shivering molecule
that could freeze and boil
evaporating into air
and moving up across 
the escarpment.
But I did not believe
myself better than
the sea slug snuggled
in the pool wall
just because my mind
could take flight.
The sea contained us both.


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