turning the tide



there was a time
we knew these things,
knew when scrape
of sand and pull
of wave would
meet the wind
to fill the sail
and breach the tide
to taste the salt
that spoke
a hundred tongues.
knew the names
of the wind
by the way it
sang our skin.

our bodies have
not forgotten us
we know the sky
by the earthbound
longing of our bones.
we know the ocean
by the taste of salt
in our blood.


2 thoughts on “turning the tide

  1. Soooooo good.

    Only one question. Why “us” at the end of the second line of the last stanza? I think there is a great power in leaving it out, unless I am missing something you need to say in this poem.

    Nonetheless–Wonderful. Good poem. Thank you.

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