Floodwater, Alex Rettie
Floodwater
Here is true refuge: to sit by a bend
in the fleuve, the hugeness of heaven
just above your head and uncontained
contrition flinging drops of holy water
on your glad, unfaithless face.
in the fleuve, the hugeness of heaven
just above your head and uncontained
contrition flinging drops of holy water
on your glad, unfaithless face.
oh alex! reminds me of the prose poems we used to make. huge love for those and this i hope you make more! you and your music, me and my crazy. love love!
ReplyDeleteThank you! I think it still needs some work, honestly.
Deletemaybe yes maybe no but as it is it is a wondrous thing, so small, so
Deletemuch heart. how i missed you!!