I would like to watch you sleeping,
which may not happen.
I would like to watch you,
sleeping. I would like to sleep
with you, to enter
your sleep as its smooth dark wave
slides over my head
~~~~~~~
and walk with you through that lucent
wavering forest of bluegreen leaves
with its watery sun & three moons
towards the cave where you must descend,
towards your worst fear
~~~~~~~~
I would like to give you the silver
branch, the small white flower, the one
word that will protect you
from the grief at the center
of your dream, from the grief
at the center I would like to follow
you up the long stairway
again & become
the boat that would row you back
carefully, a flame
in two cupped hands
to where your body lies
beside me, and as you enter
it as easily as breathing in
~~~~~~~~
I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.
~~ Margaret Atwood
She's a world renowned author, but, I expect, even better at poetry. If you dig around, you'll find more.
5 comments:
I love this poem. I didn't know Margaret Atwood wrote poetry. I have several of her novels. (By the way, I love your button on the sidebar.) Love & Blessings!
You will love her, ML. Now don'tcha go buyin' her. You've got a birthday coming up.
quid
I've read a couple of her novels, but don't think I knew she wrote poetry, either.
This is wonderful!!
Quid,
I wasn't familiar with Margaret Atwood's
poetry. But it's a beautiful poem which
struck a chord with me.
And of the poetry which you have shared
during the past days, I appreciated
your vivid and excellent poems:
"Can Anyone Hold Their Liquor?"
and "Wrapped".
As well as that Moira Magneson's
compelling poem knocked my socks off.
Raven
I love her books! I love that poem even more! That is one amazing poem!
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