It's as if all your linking words, magnetic, now have come from "luck"...to "this". To bliss. What a tremendous verbal and psychological satisfaction. And you have kept both currents going right through the poem. It leaves me breathless too, but luckily, you give recovery space! The spaciousness. (I can't stress enough how unusually effective I think the open space is in this poem.) It allows a basking on the beach of this watery world, a catching up with the amazing fullfillment. The strong sea imagery so consistent throught, and the fierce protectiveness against invaders takes beyind the dream state and demonstrates a grappling with the inherent threat that even the "blessed consequence" --in reality-- exists within.

angela's favorite line is mine also. Wonderful! a poem any woman would wish desparately to have written about them!=)

mermaids are my favorite ;)

Love always feels like an ocean to me, and sometimes I am being carried by a vessel, other times floating in no danger, other times in grave danger of being swallowed, and my response, to swallow the sea instead. I'm glad you found your mermaid.

"luck is blessed consequence. luck is falling into you.
luckisallofmyliferunningtogethertofindexactlythis."
To read these two lines - line two the one we won, runon- as we all hope this momentwilllastexactlylikethis is superb.