as it is here
if living things
in a vast shallow sea
were to thrive through time
without measure and fall
free like rain to feed
the sea floor
.
.
.
.
if sun and wind
were to dry the wide sea
and harden its silting sand
floor for years beyond call
into a new dry land of
soil and stone
.
.
.
.
if wind and rain
were to shape the new
land into limestone hills and
fields rivers and streams
teeming with new
living things
.
.
.
.
.
.
if one
forest tree were to
live long enough on a high
stone ridge to hear her own
voice in the wind and teach
the others to hear
theirs
then
that
land
would be as it is here
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Love this! The format is interesting and the poem is brilliant!
Thanks!
Such an interesting form…well fitted to the content!
Thank you. I find that attention to the shape of a poem on the page can bring a tight discipline to word choices, line breaks, even content and ideas.
Delightful, Jules! How did you become such a good poet so quickly?
The shape of that last stanza is a wonderful bonus.
I have a little help from my friends.
Love the “if”s and your shaping is masterful.
live long enough on a high
stone ridge to hear her own
voice in the wind – oh, yes!
Just lovely. I ‘read’ the shape first all the way through and then the second time read the words. Especially love the shape and words of the last stanza.
Wow!!!!!
Concrete perfection.
And a heavy base(form and content) keeps it feom tipping.
Brilliant concept. Executed.
Full stop.
Thanks friend. 🙂