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Exploring Hemispheres

by Oonah V. Joslin

A bowl
another hand
cupped
to give or take
libation, prayer,
the dry mind’s drop
on tongues stranded for want
of any rain of hope.

Diver suspended like a hook
in the curtain of a deep, wide sea,
fathoms fathoms of mentality
in life’s world cycle:
so wet he’s free to be
waterproof.


Copyright © 2017 by Oonah V. Joslin

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