Lovely living vision, Vincent. Mortality beckons life & death, all
ways....
Doug
On 16-Nov-10, at 6:17 PM, Stephen Vincent wrote:
> In a waking dream a green ocean swells up beyond the shore;
> Somewhere a megaphone announces a young child is dead.
>
> It's not the way I like to start the day: in bed with mortality
> beckoning.
>
> At noon I go swimming. A pregnant woman invites me share her lane,
> "You look like you are almost due."
> "Sometimes this week," she smiles. "The pressure is really on."
> Back and forth we kick, stroke & cross the side of each others path.
>
> One thousand yards later (no kidding!), I climb out the pool.
> She floats slowly on her back, laps of water caressing her face.
> I raise my hand in a kind of salute,
> "I wish you safe passage." She smiles back.
>
> Early morning by death, noon by life:
> Cycles - I hear them coming - the oncoming, winter heart.
>
> Stephen Vincent
>
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