Hi Tru
Wow, thepull of the ocean is so strong in this poem.- fluid movement and the
howling.
Iespecially enjoyed the lines:
“… in thedarkness
of unknowing(nudges, sidles up
against me)”
“I amlured by wet tongues
that striveto lick the shore”
“By thisMilky Way wash upon flesh, lick yourself
clean likea litter of sea cats”
I feel asthough I’m swallowed whole by your poem.
Just acouple of minor suggestions:
Insteadof
“like a bird’s wing”, could it be “of a bird’s wing”?
I’m notsure you need “(Turns)” in the title, or “Turn.” In the first stanza.
Just my thoughts.
Greatpoem.
Maureen
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On Friday, 18 January 2019, 9:58:55 am AWST, purplepoet purplepoet
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