Poem of the Week, by Joshua Poteat

This poem awes me every time I read it. It floats me up above the earth and outside of time and noise and sensation while thousands of years of humans and our endless struggles against ourselves and the planet play themselves out below. We cut down our forests to make ships on the seas, the seas rise against us, the whole tide of history washes in and over and out.

Sixteen words! The wild power of poetry. And now I’m laughing, because look how much longer this little backstory is than the poem itself.


Tintype, by Joshua Poteat

Whole forests went to sea
                        disguised as ships.

         Whole seas went to forest
                        disguised as time.

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2 comments

  1. sahagens · June 4

    That’s what I like to call perfect

    Liked by 1 person

  2. mbarrette15outlookcom · June 4

    Love it Alison !!

    Like

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