After W.S Merwin’s Traveling Together
If we are lost at sea I will
wait for the sun to swallow
the moon’s dark magic. Kneel
at the mercy of Mayari.
If our oars fall to the bottom
we will take turns
oaring the other. Outsing
sirens beckoning us to ghost ships.
Where lighthouses are lightless,
we will shape our bodies
into an SOS. If no one comes
we will wait for the sun
to outlive eclipse after eclipse after eclipse
while the sun is there.
For Lia.
This was first published in Coffee & Conversations Magazine on December 27, 2023.
