05/05/2011

Do not pity water
its ancient edgelessness.
From a holy highway of birds,
rain thinks of you as a souvenir.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I have long wanted to write about the water cycle, about how water takes the shape of its container, and about how drops of water form, coalesce and separate. However, all my efforts got to be too technical and scientific. Limiting the poem to so few lines solved that problem, while creating new ones.

BIO:

Jessica Goodfellow's book The Insomniac’s Weather Report was recently published by three candles press. Her work has appeared in Best New Poets 2006, Verse Daily, and The Writer’s Almanac. Recipient of the Chad Walsh Poetry Prize from the Beloit Poetry Journal, Jessica lives with her family in Japan.
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