For this week’s Weekend Wordsmith:
November 30, 2007
Worth drowning in, these pools.
Worth swimming out to the dark abyss
far out in the middle,
and just sinking to their
depthless depths, their bottomless bottom.
The color of a tropical lagoon
on a stormy day
somewhere off the coast of Lamu
where nobody goes any more.
Treasures lie in their depths
that fools passed by
for so many years.
So I dive
and drink in the heady liquors
only to be found
down deep where the sun seldom reaches.