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Poetry Friday: Sea Iris by H.D.

September 22nd, 2017 (06:00 am)
awake

Current Mood: awake
Current Song: New Rules by Dua Lipa

I

Weed, moss-weed,
root tangled in sand,
sea-iris, brittle flower,
one petal like a shell
is broken,
and you print a shadow
like a thin twig.
Fortunate one,
scented and stinging,
rigid myrrh-bud,
camphor-flower,
sweet and salt - you are wind
in our nostrils.

II

Do the murex-fishers
drench you as they pass?
Do your roots drag up colour
from the sand?
Have they slipped gold under you -
rivets of gold?
Band of iris-flowers
above the waves,
you are painted blue,
painted like a fresh prow
stained among the salt weeds.

- Sea Iris by H.D. (Hilda Doolittle)

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Posted by: Kay McGriff (kaymcgriff)
Posted at: September 22nd, 2017 07:11 pm (UTC)
sea iris

What lovely images of strength and beauty in a harsh environment.

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: September 22nd, 2017 08:49 pm (UTC)
Re: sea iris

Resilience is lovely.

Posted by: Molly Hogan (Molly Hogan)
Posted at: September 23rd, 2017 10:22 am (UTC)

This poem really captivated me this morning. There are such contrasts here--tangles and broken pieces, drenching, stains, and yet overall, a feeling of optimism "painted blue/painted like a fresh prow." Lovely.

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: September 23rd, 2017 02:21 pm (UTC)

Hope prevails!

Posted by: Amy Ludwig VanDerwater (Amy Ludwig VanDerwater)
Posted at: September 25th, 2017 10:11 pm (UTC)
Thank you....

How enchanting....yes. Hope does prevail. Peace. x

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: September 25th, 2017 10:34 pm (UTC)
Re: Thank you....

Hope is the thing with feathers...!

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