December 23, 2015

ADVENT DAY TWENTY-THREE: EMILY CRITCHLEY


from Wet grass is where the Atlantic meets the Indian ocean

swim the
            delight & hurt not





where glass is enough / & thorough / & wet
            in the

different finding waters





that clear on one side & clouds on
            the other





thorough mine / through looking

thorough your / thru waving





& the through / the sea-grass
in the finding / the clear / in the
at last clashing





            is full
            about mine





in the
/ yours through that that is different energies dropping
coral leaves





invisible reaching
of same then bodies





sweet energies

fields in the / delight
            that dreaming





or the swimming / thru finding
the swimming / thru finding
the humming sounding
/ the dream-waking

with me there.


[…]



in the finding / the swimming / the through-ing
dreaming





where sweet
            you can really
            have always





& the reaching the reaching the reaching & still

in bodies (waters) of coral
            / same clear wet grass





as before
that play of that
dreaming or humming finding


/ thru of those bodies
of 





/ wet coral while
            sleeping






Emily Critchley has poetry collections (with Arehouse, Bad press, Dusie, Oystercatcher, Torque, Holdfire, Corrupt, Intercapillary and Barque – forthcoming) and a selected writing: Love / All That / & OK (Penned in the Margins, 2011). She is editor of Out of Everywhere 2: linguistically innovative poetry by women in north America & the UK (Reality Street, 2015).

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