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Fragment #2

July 26, 2013

The line has been cast

the hook’s in my mouth, and soon :  air.

We’ve been swimming

here for some time ( for all time?)

where up could be down

and the light is fractured and fluid

(we suspect  the hooks have been struck in place

all along  at odd jumbled hours in this maternal muck,

our bodies in full collusion)

until the outskirts of freedom is reached-

the line shivers tautly.

and as the victory songs and the marches

start their proudest strut

we are pulled up , we are pulled aloft

and my tongue coils  in my throat.

 

 

-3/18/2006

 

 

 

(  drawings from my last session )

 

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. T. S. Q. Hill permalink
    July 26, 2013 12:47 pm

    Very nice – there is something there … something about finding a truth in yourself, a truth you/me/we all slowly turn to. OFten it’s a truth we do not want or maybe even a truth we fight.Your words have me thinking, and you have reminded me of this passage:

    Consider the subtleness of the sea; how its most dreaded creatures glide under water, unapparent for the most part, and treacherously hidden beneath the loveliest tints of azure. Consider also the devilish brilliance and beauty of many of its most remorseless tribes, as the dainty embellished shape of many species of sharks. Consider once more, the universal cannibalism of the sea; all whose creatures prey upon each other, carrying on eternal war since the world began. Consider all this; and then turn to this green, gentle, and most docile earth; consider them both, the sea and the land; and do you not find a strange analogy to something in yourself? For as this appalling ocean surrounds the verdant land, so in the soul of man there lies one insular Tahiti, full of peace and joy, but encompassed by all the horrors of the half known life. God keep thee! Push not off from that isle, thou canst never return! – Moby Dick

    Tracy S. Q. Hill Date: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 16:01:55 +0000 To: tracysqhill@hotmail.com

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