Water lines

Just as a line drawn on water with a stick
will quickly vanish and will not last long;
even so is human life
” 

who can confute the Buddha’s words?
yet the line is redrawn as lineage
– each of of us withholds
the vanished, and with a stick stir memories
prod pictures, till they surface again and again
or quite spontaneously rise – across pond and puddle
where leaves or paper boats trail before a breeze
keels cut down deep and in their wake
forms are frothed and re-conjured
there at anchor the smaller craft rock a lullaby
dripping pretty painted profiles in the contours
and all along the overhangs of river and stream
riparian hosts trail and dip with constancy, as pen to ink,
these words I draw of you from water

‘Stirring memory with desire’ as Eliot says though it is not April but a cold winter Sunday and time to join others in the Poetry pantry

16 Comments on “Water lines

  1. “and with a stick stir memories / prod pictures, till they surface again and again”…And it’s like this forever. Been to this space. Very touching poem.

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  2. ” dripping pretty painted profiles in the contours ” – the way you used alliteration really enhances the picture you have painted with your words.

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  3. I love the image of the small boats rocking a lullaby….and what a poignant closing line!

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  4. This is incredibly stunning, Laura! 💜 I love the alliteration in “dripping pretty painted profiles in the contours.” 💜

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  5. The strength I love most in this poem is trying to imagine what to be seen in the water…. walking beside it… so many lines to love in your poem, but still more the images of walking beside that stream…

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  6. The endless and infinte presence of lines in the water. Always images, like lives, folding in upon themselves… beautiful Laura.

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