Only the sea can cry and sing at the same time
Dearest eglantine_br I'm so sorry I'm late with this birthday greeting. I seem to permanently late these days. I should take a leaf out of Lord Chatham's book and call myself The Late Lady Anteros :}
Anyway here's a poem I've been saving for you. It's called Discontinuity, it's by the Shetland poet Christine De Luca and written in her native Shetlandic ( Read more... )
Anyway here's a poem I've been saving for you. It's called Discontinuity, it's by the Shetland poet Christine De Luca and written in her native Shetlandic ( Read more... )
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My first thought was that she is someone who understands the ocean. The poem made me think about the way it feels that it is taking your troubles and your joy into itself and never noticing because it is so huge, and you are small. You are a tiny warm thing, on the edge of a big cold unknowable force-- and that is ok.
It is just fine to be small little mammal at the water's edge. When you are there you don't have to be bigger than you are.
At least that is what it made me think of.
Her voice is gorgeous. I always like to hear a poet read their own work. It helps me try to understand it.
Thank you for this. It is perfect.
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Something about the feeling that this poem evokes also reminds me of Norman McCaig's beautiful poem Small Boy.
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