Philip Booth


Philip Booth Poems

1. How to See Deer 4/30/2015
2. Public Broadcast 1/3/2003
3. Post-Equinox Spectra 1/3/2003
4. Long Afternoons In Dakota 1/3/2003
5. Parting 1/3/2003
6. Passage Without Rites 1/3/2003
7. One Man's Wife 1/3/2003
8. After The Rebuilding 4/28/2005
9. Like A Woman 1/3/2003
10. Nightsong 1/3/2003
11. Crossing 1/3/2003
12. Ganglia 1/3/2003
13. First Lesson 1/3/2003
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First Lesson

Lie back daughter, let your head
be tipped back in the cup of my hand.
Gently, and I will hold you. Spread
your arms wide, lie out on the stream
and look high at the gulls. A dead-
man's float is face down. You will dive
and swim soon enough where this tidewater
ebbs to the sea. Daughter, believe
me, when you tire on the long thrash
to your island, lie up, and survive.
As you float now, where I held you
and let go, remember when fear
cramps your heart what I told you:
lie gently and wide to the light-year
stars, lie back, and the sea will hold you.

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