Deborah J. Shore

Sep 28, 2010 No Comments by Sea Stories

Awakening

********for Sir Jaimes

I see you as a tall white tower,
rounded like a lighthouse, plastered,
a castle of a humble people
by the sea, its windows, all of them,
and they are many, flung open—
arms welcoming the sun.
There should be cliffs nearby.
There should be breeze soon and tides.
But for now, it can just rejoice
in being bright,
in being bathed with light.

The dove will find its way inside,
wings echoing through a shell
that’s clean: the sound
of unending solace
at night, the whisper of a dream
found each morning
on the beach, a boyish surprise.
And these things will abide.

May the Sea Take Back

May the sea take back
what the sea has brought,
the tentacled arms,
the slippery flesh,
the shingle-scales
and fierce, contorted heads,
each row of claw-shaped teeth
and the impressive darkness
trapped beneath.

May the sea take back
what the sea has brought.
Don’t even leave them beached
so near where I lie
regaining my strength
by swallowing sky.
They might learn to walk
before they would die
or whip up a sandstorm
to confuse the eyes.

May the sea take back
what the sea has brought.
I’ve swum so far with these
fastened to my side—
all my shaking off
as though for naught.
So wring them
until, groping, they cannot grope,
until their bloated bodies
no longer dive or breach
but float.

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Deborah J. Shore has won first place in two poetry competitions at The Alsop Review and has several other poems included in their print anthology.  She has poems forthcoming in Radix, Anglican Theological Review, Christianity and Literature, and Relief Journal and has older poems out at Avatar Review, Samsara Quarterly, and others. She is working on some prose manuscripts and is starting to formulate two manuscripts out of her poetry under revision: Counting my Days which will look at significant dates on the Judeo-Christian calendar and A Gate Called Beautiful which has a broader aim.

Autumnal 2010, Littoral Currents

About the Editors

Casey R. Schulke grew up along the Kuskokwim River in a rural Athabascan village in Alaska fishing for king salmon and mushing her sled dog team. She now resides on the shores of Resurrection Bay in Seward, Alaska. Casey's a poet, a naturalist, a dog-lover, has two birds, and is married to a wonderful man.
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