He went there to have it
exact. The broken jazz of gulls.
The rise of volcanic rock. Hungry
teeth hidden in the foam
they churn. To have it tangible.
To carry it inside and feel its raw drag
without limit. He went there to hear
the waves suck and slap at
the big basaltic boulders, saying
hustle hustle, saying I’ll do
the fighting for you. That desperate
whisper sluicing new grooves.
He went there to finger the rift
between rock and ocean, recognising
the sweet peril rushing in.
He knew he should not trust
such music. That he should say no.
But he went there just the same.
February 26, 2009...3:42 pm
Point Danger
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February 26, 2009 at 5:29 pm
The broken jazz of gulls
Nice line.
Chris
February 26, 2009 at 10:42 pm
Thanks Chris.
February 27, 2009 at 12:31 pm
wow, totally agree with Chris here, that line is amazing. The whole thing is vivd – emotionally and image-wise. Love this one, hope it’s a contender for the new collection?
February 27, 2009 at 10:13 pm
you know, i just love the torture, i must, to keep having a look at such ‘inside’ poetry.
love it, as with ‘3 spring poems’.
February 28, 2009 at 8:13 am
Graham, we both know that the rule of not accepting pieces that have appeared in a blog is silly. You should post more of your beautiful poetry, with its clever shifting rhythms and subtle sense of place.
February 28, 2009 at 8:17 am
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February 28, 2009 at 9:26 am
I love the way you have used scale here Graham, the Sublime enormity of volcanic rock and say with the intimacy of the desperate whisper, finger, teeth, dare I say, “inserted” in the foreground. I really enjoyed the subtle line breaks also. Great name!
A.Joy
February 28, 2009 at 6:48 pm
I think you would really love this place Amanda… the ocean in all of its raw beauty.
February 28, 2009 at 9:27 am
“say” would be “sea”… dang iphone self spell thingy!
February 28, 2009 at 2:21 pm
A moving witness to enrichment at the jagged edge. Thanks, Graham.
September 10, 2009 at 9:48 pm
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