I Could Melt, poetry by Kathryn MacDonald at Spillwords.com

I Could Melt

I Could Melt

written by: Kathryn MacDonald

 

I could melt into sand drift
into Mombasa’s Sea. I imagine
you walking beside me
our feet splashing
through incoming tide –
turquoise and cerulean.
Listen. A voice from over
the waves singing, singing.

In Mombasa I find a lizard hiding under the fridge,
butterflies hatching and mating in a pavilion of netted walls,
find a wizened man tending them, offering ripe fruit,
the air potent with fecundity.

One variety he says
turns brilliant African bluu in August.

The month you died.

 

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

“A voice from over / the waves singing, singing” alludes to the Orpheus myth.

Bluu is Swahili for blue.

This poem is from a collection of poems about flight, becoming lost, a pilgrimage (inspired/guided by Robecca Solnit’s philosophical contemplation, A Field Guide to Getting Lost).

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