What a week we all just had, right??
The craziness continues…but you know what? Bring it on. For tonight, a poem from my upcoming-at-some-point-hopefully-this-year-but-with-the-publishing-shortages-who-knows collection.
up from the low cool shadows of the sea,
a light comes, barefooted and roaring,
the wild dazzle of our liquid joy
shimmering in splashes,
teasing playful waves cresting higher still,
falling sweetly into ourselves
and each other, over and over again.
-Mel Eatherington, 09.21