In the Soft Coast-Water MAG

August 20, 2010
By Heidi Schneider SILVER, Mattapoisett, Massachusetts
Heidi Schneider SILVER, Mattapoisett, Massachusetts
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In the soft coast-water
the sea foam,
white and pure,
tastes like honey.
Salted honey, sweet and bitter and clean,
straight from the hive.
Queen bee rushes and dives,
whistling,
work, work, work, drones;
work, work, work. Fetch me nectar
from the seaside lilacs and cranberry
bogs, so I may taste
the sour sweetness and
I shall sleep in peace.
Work, work, work, drones,
work, work, work.
Feed the seafoam with the honey.
Dip, plaster, drape, plunge, immerse
into the wave's breath,
and pull the chestnuts from the wooded swamps and
push them into the sea foam,
so I may taste chestnuts and honey.
Sweet and salt,
lilacs, cranberries, honey, chestnuts.
Arise.


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