Thank you she said it like a question while we walked along ocean, creek, tributary —made no difference— our conversation was all chemistry — alkali and acid: elemental sisters warring, waiting — we, their mediators. Taking my hand, she made me hold the life gone from a starfish, then took my arm and led me to Jennette’s pier, now decrepit? She took my eyes and told me I’d be fine in heaven blind — she took my eyes! — one in each enormous hand and chucked them in the sea so I might see the coral reef’s white bones she mused then left me shouting on the beachrock like Bartimaeus. My eyeballs floated in the flotsam before one sank in the drink; it must have been my weightier eye — serious, tireless, landing long after in a bathyal baleen whale fall. The other — my light-hearted eye — rushed into a shallow current rich with a community of pink and purple plastic. Above the sea, the rest of me sat down in defeat. Soaked by unexpected waves — not tears, my eyes were lost, recall — I cried out with the seagulls Sorrow! Sorrow! until I sensed her presence — mercy, shame . . . again she said Thank you — her voice wide and deep inside a yawn. The tide came up to tuck her in to bring the night’s oblivion which makes the day’s woes bearable — its acid and its alkaline — she slept I think. And I awoke.
*Shout out to Adam & Meredith whose magical upper room (top photo) was an ideal writing retreat space for me to finish this poem.
*This poem was commissioned by the Irish/Welsh composer Anselm McDonnell. Anselm and I met at Hutchmoot UK where he heard me read one of my poems. He was working on an album exploring themes of home, longing, and displacement, and invited me to contribute a poem that he would then compose for. Although I’m an ignoramus when it comes to the modern classical/opera/jazz/folk fusion that he composes, what he did with my text astounded me!
*Both these pics^ I took in my car (the only place where I can play a CD) because a CD is what Anselm sent me as the finished product! I have since cajoled at least 6 people into driving around with me to listen to this rendition of Her Name is Sorrow.
*The full album, Kraina, is out February 2024. You can learn more at www.anselmguitar.co.uk or check it out on BandCamp:
Bravo - what an interesting read!
What a lovely connection--words and music. I will keep my eyes peeled for this CD, Anna. In the meantime, I'm still digesting this poem....