Excellent free verse Word Games : Water Music by estory

Stop. Stand still. Listen. Somewhere Passed your reach, Where waves light the surface Above the continental shelf, Shapes are lost In canyons of consciousness. The sound Eludes. The music Keeps its secrets. Author Notes This is another of those early poems from Word Games, an exploration of free verse and the possibilities of images and rhythm in language. I wanted to capture something of the sound effects of the waves on the shore, with all those 's' sounds repeating, and the steady repeating rhythm of the waves. Also something of the mysterious soul of poetry, its elusive meanings flowing under the surface of the cerebral. Heaney and Levertov were big influences on me at that time. estory

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