monosyllablic

31 May

My raft gives me a wet ground view

while the high speed yachts look down.

All the same at dusk

how I spend an hour,

drift or push;

we all must pass the hour.

Choice: drink on the deck to rap

or get wet with oar drip,

to the sounds of bob mar

lee’s voice as he wafts my way.

An hour in pain

an hour well,

the same hour.

Our lips, the same salt.

The pel i can

in his pre time body

is mere quarks from wet,

as he dips his wing.

He bombs for fish

he can see from high –

as we watch:

how do I spend my hour?

How do you spend yours?

Tip

ping in the wakes?

Each thing that shows up:

blue crab, rain, gull, trash,

not high low,

not good bad,

but small words –

when no thing can be com

pared to an oth

er,

when all things

have shown up

now

just

a

pea

ring.

15 Responses to “monosyllablic”

  1. smilecalm May 31, 2015 at 4:36 pm #

    i feel
    adrift
    on the shore
    perhaps
    nearby 🙂

    • marga t. May 31, 2015 at 4:57 pm #

      Oh yes,
      I see you –
      too far for a shout
      but close enough for a whole arm wave. Hellloooo!
      (playing with one syllable had me throw out the word kayak, but an evening paddle amongst the party boats last night felt divine:)

  2. Michael May 31, 2015 at 9:06 pm #

    Reflecting upon this piece, I have concluded monosyllabic is a word that lacks integrity.

    I like how you’ve pared the hour down to just what it is, where I find it to be, in its stark simplicity, but a quark’s width from eternity. That’s two Plank Lengths I think. Which means two boards from the end of the pier, that’s where eternity is. See what you can see there, M… 🙂

    Has your latest semester wound down to just a word or two? Or been thrown overboard altogether by this point?

    Michael

    • marga t. June 1, 2015 at 1:52 am #

      Monosyllabic is like the sentence that claims itself false – They both make my head hurt 🙂

      Such a fine line between walking the plank and being invited to the captain’s table for dinner and entertainment. You do have a jack sparrow bit of charm, I must say!

      My summer classes were cancelled, low enrollment, so I got a rare chance to paddle out last night! I may be down to grunts by the end of August – and that strikes me as just fine!

  3. Hariod Brawn May 31, 2015 at 9:33 pm #

    Excel

  4. M.A. June 1, 2015 at 11:32 am #

    Re
    minds
    me
    of
    tzu
    jan:
    “a
    cur
    rent’s
    a
    pea
    ring
    of
    it
    self”

    • marga t. June 1, 2015 at 2:57 pm #

      Love the rabbit hole of tsu jan you sent me down, this morning! 🙂

  5. Alison and Don June 1, 2015 at 4:27 pm #

    ‘When all things have shown up now just appearing’ – all honed down to one sentence. Beautiful, bringing me back, not to this hour, but right to this moment. All is well. Thank you
    Alison xox

    • marga t. June 1, 2015 at 4:28 pm #

      You and Don were in my dream last night!

      • Alison and Don June 1, 2015 at 6:02 pm #

        Wow! But not really. We are all connected.
        A.

  6. Andrea June 3, 2015 at 7:27 pm #

    Hmm. It appears my response was washed out to sea. That is ok, I shall try again!
    I absolutely feel a certain ‘leveling of the playing field’ when out on the water. The ocean seems to encourage contemplation and levity, and perhaps the fact that we are all humans floating on such breathtaking and hostile terrain (as your dreamed vividly, we cannot breath under water!), makes us all appear a bit more vulnerable, wether we ride a yacht or a raft.
    In the end, it is really only
    Our hOur.
    Love this piece. Sends me off to daydreams of salty air and Bob Marley….

    • marga t. June 5, 2015 at 2:32 pm #

      We are sharing watery worlds – love the glimpses into your new and familiar watery landscape. The sea called you to her, me thinks, for the next few hours! So much love and admiration sent your way, Andrea! xo!

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