water weight and other words

ever have a day where other people’s words express you better than any thing you might say?  i do.  i love days like this because i love line breaks and words and vowels and beats and reading the weight the letters leave between the lines.  effective use of 26 letters.

I subscribe to the New Yorker.  As soon as I see the colorful print amidst my bills, I flip through to find the two (sometimes three) poems.  i cut to the quick.  i find ones i love and i save them.  so, i love this.   this poem by David Wagoner.  

says what i can’t articulate at the moment.  that thing, downstream. 

FOLLOWING A STREAM

Don’t do it, the guidebook says,

if you’re lost.  Then it goes on

to talk about something else,

taking the easy way out,

which of course is what water does

as a matter of course always

taking whatever turn

the earth has told it to

while and since it was born,

including flowing over

the edge of a waterfall

or simply disappearing 

underground for a long dark time

before it reappears

as a spring so far away

from where you thought you were

and where you think you are

it might never occur 

to you to imagine where

that could be as you go downhill.

x'so's,

kay