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the flock
by Kathleen Wilsonswoops white
on blue
above across before
the light
turns green
before the root canal
the wind's clockwork
and there's no equilibrium
it's been fine
since last week
just
as you thought
and right after
I went to a limnology lecture
good
do you know what it is?
no
I manage to explain
through the novocaine
study the lakes
momentum deepening
changes in dynamical response
consider
earth rotates
and the lake's different
it's a single root
so quick strong pressure
and it's done
the lake is like a drum
responding to the forces
the nature of our sheer inabilities
the resulting turbulence
multiple intrusions
elapsed time
the sum
until next week
and I've begun to stop
and think migration?
(what were they)
so far from any lake
or shore
my tongue
still numb
amidst the flock
10/28/2008 Author's Note: 1/3/10 returned to re-submit--submitted 11/13/09 to "Strange Horizons"
Posted on 10/29/2008
Copyright © 2024 Kathleen Wilson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Colleen Sperry on 10/29/08 at 12:48 PM this was so well done!! fabulous write! |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 10/29/08 at 01:50 PM My favorite line: "I manage to explain
through the novocaine:" That line alone took me places in your poetic interfaces... Gosh it's good to see you posting again! This is fabulous.
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| Posted by Joe Cramer on 10/29/08 at 05:39 PM ... fascinating... a wonderful write..... |
| Posted by Anastasia Selby on 10/30/08 at 07:14 PM this poem is wonderful I read it a couple of times, there are so many layers to it. I love the image of the lake as a drum. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/01/08 at 04:33 AM A fascinating mix of two experiences, one trying to be explained during the other, and their relationship. The lake stanza is so interesting.
I love that last stanza. Quite brilliant. |
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