Poetry: "TONIGHT I SIT, A TANKFUL OF FISH" by Geraldine Green. In La Luciole


                                             




                                     TONIGHT I SIT, A TANKFUL OF FISH

 

                                                tonight i sit

                                                still as glass

                                                your face held

                                                between my hands

                                                it is still

                                                as cut glass

                                                it is still

                                                as crystal

                                                clear as a pool

                                                tonight your face

                                                is a round green mirror

                                                clear as bells in china

                                                clear as cut glass

                                                as clear to me as if

                                                you are here


                                                tonight it is still

                                                i sit on  the moon

                                                it is night here and i sit

                                                still as the moon

                                                still as glass

                                                tonight you are here and it is all

                                                ice and glass

                                                your face held

                                                in my hands

                                                my hands of cut glass

                                                in my cut glass bell

                                                and we lie on my bed

                                                round as the moon!

                                                tonight i sit holding your face

                                                and i see you smile

                                                and i see you nod

                                                and i see your eyelids blink

                                                how they blink!

                                                see your nostrils widen

                                                cut glass nose of rocking horses


 

                                                i see you wake

                                                and feel me waking

                                                and

                                                i do not know who we are

                                                and

                                                i know who we are

 

                                                and i feel your skin breaking

                                                feel your flesh waken

                                                and we are children again

 

                                                our pens full

                                                our books empty

                                                desk lids banging

                                                up and down

                                                our knees touching

                                                and us giggling

 

                                                tonight i sit

                                                still as glass

                                                in an empty tank

                                                full of fish.




by Geraldine Green


More at La Luciole Magazine: HERE
 

 

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