Submerge by James Croal Jackson

SUBMERGE

 

From oneness: two, three, four.

Shadows through doorways.

Breath from water. Surface

 

bubbles, rippled sighs. The ocean

dried, became a city. Marine lights.

Pearl buildings. Skyscrapers so

 

old you can see the way the

world will end.

No one knows the space they occupy.

 

We fade in water. We fade

in air. We fade in living,

drown in life.

 

 

 

James Croal Jackson is the author of The Frayed Edge of Memory (Writing Knights Press, 2017). His poetry has appeared in Hobart, FLAPPERHOUSE, Yes Poetry, and elsewhere. He edits The Mantle, a poetry journal. Find him in Columbus, Ohio or at jimjakk.com.

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