Bird silhouettes go up and down the laddered
dogwood branches; in the ditch, a strip of open water.
How do they thrive upon so little?
Their shadows ripple like blooms upon the open water.
Riding back from the city on a train, swaths
of farmland, then the flash of open water.
The days, so cold and riddled with damp rain.
And still I’d rather have the clarity of open water.
These months and years have strung their tears
and prayers together: o grant us passage now to open water.
—Luisa A. Igloria
In response to today’s Morning Porch entry (via Blackberry).
OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
- “Findings”: the missing Morning Porch poems
- Two more Morning Porch poems from Luisa Igloria and a comment on free culture
- What Leaf
- With winter’s gift of unimpeded sight,
- Aubade, with Feathers
- Heart and Shadow
- “The sudden spasm of wings”
- “Before sight, sound—“
- Four Morning Porch poems
- “Up and down the street, the neighbors…”
- Memento Mori
- “The streets are lined with garbage bins…”
- “Soon the old year must join…”
- Speaking of __
- “For the sun’s approximate blaze…”
- Despedida de Soltera
- “Paired or unpaired, all in the world…”
- Private: Quicksilver
- Private: Preludium
- [poem temporarily hidden by author]
- Landscape, With Darkness and Hare
- Ghazal of the Open Water
- Ghazal of the Dark Water
- Landscape, with Cardinal and Earring
- One Day, That Room
- Landscape, with Small Flakes and Far-off Bandoneón
- Private: Matins
- Landscape, with an End and a Beginning
- Dim Sun, Dim Sum
- Vanishing Point
- Monday Landscape, with Clocks Borrowed from Dali
- “Last night’s wet snow…”
- Landscape, with Water Fountain, Small Clouds and Endless Lyric
- What She Wants
- Landscape, with Mockingbird and Ripe Figs
- Letter to Arrythmia
- Love Poem with Skull and Candy Valentines
- Private: To Flower
- Landscape, with Fake Butterflies and Sick Child
- Letter to Affliction
- Letter to Levity
- Private: Little Girding Song
- Letter to Rubbermaid and Tupperware
- Letter to Spam
- Little Waking Song
- Private: Ghazal of Wild Things
4 Replies to “Ghazal of the Open Water”
Another interesting batting-back-and-forth between you two.
Thanks, but I think it’s more like I’m pitching and she’s hitting (in this case, out of the park).
Hmm, you saying I don’t color inside the lines? :)
Marly, were you at the AWP in DC?