02 April 2018

Bridging the Gap




Bridge.
Bridge. (Illustration by The Washington Post)
            

She says Mat Pilates
stretching in general—
opens soul as well as
strengthens the core. That when
she arches her back she
bridges the big divide
I’ve felt between body
and mind.  A wide river,
she scoffs,  better to swim
in it than try to stay
dry.  Better to become
one with it and shape shift
with mythic beasts I’ve read
about on the pristine
pages of history.
Breathe in as I arch down
and out to bridge higher
next time, reach with the heart
that’s what lifts the pelvis.
I locate parts but they
jumble together as
if they imitated—
mirroredeach other. And
I think they are laughing
at me.  I exhale surprise
and splash into laughter.
Listen here, while open.




Day Two of Na/GloPoWriMo:
Taking a cue from our craft resource (Katie Rensch on the poetic “I”), we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that plays with voice. 

Note: I disabled comments for April 2018, International Poetry Writing Month, because I am trying to write and post daily and experiment with prompts from other sites.  If you wish to make specific constructive comments, I would be delighted to exchange emails.  I also often post poems on Facebook.  Public comments will be possible here again in May. 



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