Thursday, November 5, 2009

losing track redux




you come in close to the shore

adrift on the tide

half-in half-out of the water;



the moon I watch sinks down

into the fog

and in the gasp of that moment



the tide swings you back

away from me;

i know i've been alone all along



when fresh growths of dying dreams

take root

soon after you've swung back.



based on Denise Levertov's Losing Track



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