Glass: A Journal of Poetry Volume One Issue One
water litany
It was the colors
that drew her
bent her body
towards the earth
a prayer of contraction
to the sea where
tiny opalescent gems
gleamed through
mud and pebbles, twigs
and shaded green
weeds of sea
a rhythm of reaching and picking
gathering and releasing
placing and holding
in pockets - tiny shiny
jewels of the sea
formed and tossled
by the dance
of wind and ocean
this one gesture
of extension:
arms and shoulders
hips leaning
close to earth
a litany to water,
hands marked by
sand and salt
seaglass and moist mud