Poetry | June 01, 2009
Poetry Feature: Lisa Williams
Lisa Williams
Featuring the poems:
- Octopus
- Anemone
- Oceans
- Melt (featured as Poem of the Week, June 2, 2009)
Melt
If I could enter what I long for,
true coursing, blown North,
some passage I believe is fluid
without the stops of intellect,
I’d be a glacier disassembling
into liquid, icy grains
awash and running, freed
from rigid doubt into one bead
of travel, cold without pain,
removed from but akin
to others in a witless flux
of continuing, scrambled syntax
whose translation is diluted,
whose value is all go
uncontrived, arrow of happenstance,
inebriated flow,
and where I would be riding
would not be justified, there would be
no reason for it, I can tell you-
extemporary motion,
the going and the being gone
to sea.
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