In the dolphin waters
waves pull
then toss us
gently back
the way we
as new parents
rolled
our giggle-girl
in a blanket
held firmly
by four corners.
In the dolphin waters
my child swims
alone
for the first time
shouting Look!
No legs!
No arms!
No head!
losing
the boundary
between herself
and ocean.
In the dolphin waters
I am dipped
in the texture
of magic
so all my poetry
flows
and I remember
there was nothing
I needed to say.
(first published in Runes: Gateway, Arctos Press,2001)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem