epicedium to the sea

umbilicus /

of this shore / and shattered fingers

like clamshells reddened

to the body of death /

to veteran-ed paralysis /

/ of beauty / the few fingers

of mist / and seas are

in pot-lids of darkness;

my hands / laboring / are ants

to the / father

sea / and the stone

/ the white breast of

/ ribbon bare-bones /

a fetus isthmus under the moon /

epicedium / peels of

muskellunge / and hominids

we sail / to wed the ocean /

in simulacrum of waves.

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Written for the dVerse prompt:

“I’d like you to be inspired by boats. Maybe you’ve travelled by narrowboat, or taken a cruise on a big liner. Maybe you’re a kayaker, or a paddle-boarder. Maybe you built a raft as a child, or made a toy boat out of twigs and leaves. Maybe you’re a rower or a sailor. Maybe you take a ferry to work, or watch other people floating down a river. Maybe you want to write about an imaginary boat, with sails of leaves and a cargo of fairy dust. It’s up to you.”


  56 comments for “epicedium to the sea

  1. August 11, 2020 at 3:39 pm

    Wonderful… I feel like your boat is one of a complete life from birth to the end.

    Liked by 2 people

    • August 11, 2020 at 3:39 pm

      Thank you so much. ❤

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  2. August 11, 2020 at 3:54 pm

    Awesome post, Lucy!

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  3. August 11, 2020 at 4:03 pm

    Lucy, I’m not sure I understand it all, but it is a pleasure to read. I like the dual nature of the water as sea and our birthplace from the womb.

    Liked by 4 people

    • August 11, 2020 at 4:05 pm

      Thank you so much, Lisa. ❤ I wrote this more as a journey on a boat in the sea. I always like those themes of being lost, along with comparing the ocean itself to death because it is mystifying. I appreciate your feedback as always. Thank you for reading this piece.

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      • August 11, 2020 at 4:07 pm

        You are most welcome and appreciate your comment.

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      • August 12, 2020 at 5:39 pm

        With this insight of sea/death, it’s easy to understand the darkness and feeling of being lost.

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      • August 12, 2020 at 5:51 pm

        ❤️❤️

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  4. August 11, 2020 at 4:04 pm

    Awesome post!!💕💕

    Liked by 2 people

  5. August 11, 2020 at 4:06 pm

    Your semantic field is so visceral – umbilicus, fingers, breast-bones, fetus – the body as land, encroached by the unknown sea?

    Liked by 3 people

    • August 11, 2020 at 4:09 pm

      Thank you for your thoughts and feedback! 😀 You would be very correct on that final thought. That is one of the main ideas I had in mind with this piece; there is so much we do not know about the sea, it’s almost as elusive and large as the universe in some ways.

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  6. August 11, 2020 at 4:10 pm

    This poem very cleverly links us to our origins as creatures of the sea – or I got that from it, at least. The sheer beauty of the words is breathtaking.

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    • August 11, 2020 at 4:12 pm

      Thank you so, so much, Ingrid. I love your analysis as well. I always like to reference creation and death in some ways, and your interpretation would fit that as well. Thank you for your kindness and thoughts. Much appreciated!

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  7. Beverly Crawford
    August 11, 2020 at 4:31 pm

    A funeral ode to the sea… Your words are wondrously descriptive, but .I found myself looking for a glimmer of hope somewhere!.

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    • August 11, 2020 at 4:32 pm

      Thank you so much! There may not be a glimmer of hope in this poem, but hope is always there in essence. It as well depends on how you interpret this piece. 🙂

      Like

  8. August 11, 2020 at 6:13 pm

    The name of this piece is splendor. It took my breath away. I don’t want to leave the world of your words

    / ribbon bare-bones /
    a fetus isthmus under the moon /
    epicedium / peels of
    muskellunge / and hominids
    we sail / to wed the ocean /
    n simulacrum of waves.

    Unbelievable piece.

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    • August 11, 2020 at 6:22 pm

      Oh, G, I do not know what to say myself right now! I thank you so, so much! ❤ I am speechless and stunned; my gratitude alone would not be enough to communicate how happy I feel from your words. It’s truly an honor and I feel blessed from your kindness and praise. Thank you, thank you, thank you so much.

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      • August 11, 2020 at 6:26 pm

        Keep me wrapped in your words. Do not let me go. I am breathing their magnificence. It’s my pleasure to read you Lucy. You are a fantastic writer. Sending love.. plenty of love…

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      • August 11, 2020 at 6:53 pm

        I will not let you go! I thank you so much for your kindness, support and friendship. Much love and hugs back. ❤ ❤

        Liked by 1 person

      • August 11, 2020 at 6:57 pm

        ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

        Liked by 1 person

  9. August 11, 2020 at 6:15 pm

    🎇🌌🌌🌌🎇🎇🎇🌓🌓🌓🌓the fact that this took me to a far away place….your work is superb 🌙

    Liked by 2 people

    • August 11, 2020 at 6:22 pm

      Oh wow, I’m beyond ecstatic to hear that. 😀 Thank you so much.

      Liked by 1 person

  10. August 11, 2020 at 8:20 pm

    This is an ominous sea, and yet it is our birthplace. The journey is never easy. (K)

    Liked by 3 people

  11. August 12, 2020 at 3:10 am

    Brilliant 👍👏👏👏👏🤗

    Liked by 2 people

    • August 12, 2020 at 3:12 am

      Aww, thank you so much from the bottom of my heart. ❤ ❤

      Liked by 1 person

      • August 12, 2020 at 3:14 am

        My pleasure always here 🤗

        Liked by 1 person

  12. August 12, 2020 at 4:06 am

    Breathtaking loved the imagery! I do love boats!

    Liked by 3 people

  13. August 12, 2020 at 6:44 am

    Intriguing🌼

    Liked by 3 people

  14. August 12, 2020 at 9:01 am

    oh this flows so well, literally and figuratively! the last part is such a calming ending.

    Liked by 2 people

  15. August 12, 2020 at 10:13 am

    Aah. So dark this lament, Lucy. Wonderfully evocative.

    Liked by 2 people

  16. August 12, 2020 at 2:05 pm

    Very nice Lucy! Loved the image of … and seas are in pot-lids of darkness;

    Liked by 1 person

  17. August 12, 2020 at 3:31 pm

    Your poems are evocative. You have a way with words. I can only compare your work to surrealist paintings – they are all at once familiar and not, each image reveal something else.

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    • August 12, 2020 at 4:11 pm

      Oh, wow! I thank you dearly for such compliment. It’s very heartwarming to me and I appreciate it very much. Thank you for reading my poem. 😀

      Like

  18. August 12, 2020 at 4:27 pm

    A masterpiece ❤

    Liked by 1 person

    • August 12, 2020 at 4:28 pm

      Oh, I’m honored you think that. 🥰 Thank you so much.

      Liked by 1 person

  19. August 12, 2020 at 5:41 pm

    Very intsresting images, but my favourite ” to wed the ocean”

    Much✏love

    Liked by 1 person

    • August 12, 2020 at 5:56 pm

      Thank you so much, Gillena!

      Like

  20. August 13, 2020 at 3:46 am

    We came out of the water and never really leave it, even though the ocean represents all that we find terrifying and dark. It’s not so much the sense of your words that gets under the skin, it’s the mood they create, like an abstract painting. So sensual!

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  21. August 13, 2020 at 12:45 pm

    Beautiful! An entire life-cycle event.

    Liked by 1 person

  22. August 15, 2020 at 12:07 pm

    With that first word, “umbilicus”, you take us on quite a journey!

    Liked by 1 person

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