you lost her
in your arms
her final heartbeat
was yours
you turned to the desert
not the sea
your poem
began that day
your parched throat was hers
in a sea without water
your thirst for her
for her hand
for her lips
for her bosom
waves in your verse singing
for her who was still you
in the desert alone
you would always be together
you called her back
line after line
you begged
the wounded earth in labour
to bring her back
your voice
calling to the elements
calling each tear with a new name
all names were hers
your voice
hers to call
to unite thirst with thirst
and live on in song
A reading of poem 15 from my book, The Parallel Body. The poem is called Thirst and the Sea and was written for the Egyptian Jewish writer, Edmond Jabès.
http://www.bookdepository.com/book/9780956103857/The-Parallel-Body
I love your voice. This book took my breath away.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations Dom 'Parallel Body' is a tour de force. I'm glad to be able to read more of your material on your new blog.
ReplyDeletethank you all. i just received a long letter from an american writer about PB and am really elated. i will try and share some of her thoughts on the book at a later date. great to have you here d
ReplyDeleteWonderful words!
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