Waterborne – by Timothy Neale
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His father learned
to carry phrases
like light held
between two tenses
or maybe the
son intimated while
transfixed by the
water’s rising lip
so carefully he
told of wetness
which taps from
sea to confidence
towards the moon
only returning again
as rain so
yummy try one
tiny argosy he
chants so sweet
so sweet. ▼
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