"...to carry away memories brought for the forgetting
on one thousand one auspicious origami birds
whispering over chilled salmon, ripe fruit
suggesting the fertility of the afternoon."
from the poem, "One thousand one wedding cranes" 1998
Alive
if i listen
if i listen
my eyes want to name
my eyes want to contain
if i listen stretch out
listening reaches beyond
listening
i breathe in yah
i breathe out wey
i listen to the resonance,
each breath is the first
we draw in life yah
we release into being wey
some call it God
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© Sharon Lopez Mooney, "Language of the sea", originally published in Ginosko Literary Journal, Spring Issue #28, Ed. Robert Paul Cesaretti, Fairfax, CA, Spring 2022, print & online
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