Sunday, September 11, 2011

Will the Water (Poem)

Will the Water

promise
the water will

hold
the voices

caress
the hands

one
trails after one

barters
in that space

silence

falling that morning
like frost flowers
to sun

descending the voids

© 2011 Maureen E. Doallas

Note: I deliberately removed punctuation from this poem after I realized it can be read it in a number of different ways. I've also deliberately inverted the title from the wording in the poem so that it can be read both as question and imperative.

This recording demonstrates four of the different ways this poem might be read:

19 comments:

Louise Gallagher said...

A beautiful poem on this sombre day -- no matter how you read it. I beautiful poem.

Brian Miller said...

we lost flowers to the sun...a lovely line maureen

Other Mary said...

This is really lovely. Thank you.

Maureen said...

For those who don't know, frost flowers are the most delicate of any. Google the term to learn what I mean.

I've also recorded my poem "Human Scale", written in 2010:
http://soundcloud.com/mdoallas/audio-recording-of-human-scale

Thank you for reading, listening, and commenting today.

Claudia said...

i love that it can be read in different ways..
the water will hold...the voices caress..hold the voices..this is great maureen

Beachanny said...

An excellent memorial Maureen. I liked the duality without the punctuation and the beauty of your reading. G.

Beachanny said...

I hadn't heard all four when I posted. Stopped after two. Sorry. It was beautiful. Gay

hedgewitch said...

As always your couplets let more meaning through the blinds than if they knocked down walls. And the title and its inverse, depending on stress, take this inward in several different ways, as noted. Fine, clean writing, all the way.

jen revved said...

We will the water-- come seeking the renewal of the spirit there, and to cast down the great burden of guilt we all seem to continue to carry over the tragedy. I swore I wouldn't yield to it this year and then when I saw Clinton weep yesterday in PA, it was all over. I put something up after my poem on trauma/healing. Love to you this day, M. xxxj

nance marie said...

other cool names of the frost formations...

"ice flowers", "ice blossoms", "frost castles", "frost beard", "ice castles", "ice ribbons" or "crystallofolia"

i especially like crystallofolia :-)

thank you for the readings.

Mark Kerstetter said...

Thank you, Maureen. I love this poem, and love even more hearing you demonstrate different readings. 'Bartering in that space' - Brilliant.

nance marie said...

slow motion
like in a dream
they fell
out of time

Ann LeFlore said...

Such a lovely poem for a day like this. We need to also think of all the natural disasters around the world and the lives that were lost in these such as in Japan thank you so much
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/09/11/the-sorrow-of-our-times/

Patricia said...

I love how the words fall in a cascade... thank you Maureen. You are very gifted in your writing.

Glynn said...

A beautiful poem. All four of them.

Theodore Daniel Richards said...

i like them all

Ruth said...

Your beautiful poem catches that "etching the sky" that Lorenzo posted. The final image of "frost flowers / to sun" is incredibly appealing, and arresting, conjuring the chill of those moments.

Kathleen Overby said...

Your deliberateness always teaches me. You redefine purposeful. :) I'm googling frost flowers asap. It captured me.

Lorenzo — Alchemist's Pillow said...

Thanks so much for this, Maureen. The different ways of reading and feeling the poem nuance its light almost magically. The metaphor of frost flowers and the sun is powerful and arrestingly beautiful.