Crossing the Water (Retold)

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National Poem Writing Month 2018 Day#29: Today,

write a poem based on the Plath Poetry Project’s calendar. Simply pick a poem from the calendar, and then write a poem that responds or engages with your chosen Plath poem in some way.



 

 

The blackness of this moment    this lake this boat     these two cut-paper people; 

The trees    where do they go for a drink

The shadow of them covers a whole lot,    of this states or is it the whole country.

 

The water flowers dancing to the waves compose by the boat

The leaves of them not so attractive    round and flat    but a great companion to confess

The stars that emit from them are signs of no-hurry   full of advices    dark.

 

In the fishes     in us,    the spirit of blackness lies

Oar is shaking up the world that lies under the breath, cold and pale

Painting out a snag in the blackness    lifting a valedictory, pale hand.

 

The lilies that lie around     drawing the bank of the river   and creating

the whispers    the whispers that are sirens, expressionless ones     

This is the silence of astounded souls.


 

 

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