Poem #19 for Poetry Month -- "Variation on the Word Sleep"

[nightdog_barks]

From the great Canadian writer Margaret Atwood, a poem about necessity and need.



Variation on the Word Sleep

I would like to watch you sleeping,
which may not happen.
I would like to watch you,
sleeping. I would like to sleep
with you, to enter
your sleep as its smooth dark wave
slides over my head

and walk with you through that lucent
wavering forest of bluegreen leaves
with its watery sun & three moons
towards the cave where you must descend,
towards your worst fear

I would like to give you the silver
branch, the small white flower, the one
word that will protect you
from the grief at the center
of your dream, from the grief
at the center. I would like to follow
you up the long stairway
again & become
the boat that would row you back
carefully, a flame
in two cupped hands
to where your body lies
beside me, and you enter
it as easily as breathing in

I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.


~ Margaret Atwood
From Selected Poems II: 1976 - 1986, Houghton Mifflin, 1987
Online source here.

Comments

[blackmare]

Lovely.

[nightdog_barks]

It is, isn't it? With just the right undercurrent of darkness ...

[silverjackal]

That really is awesome, in the sense of being awe-inspiring. Thank you. :)

[nightdog_barks]

You're very welcome. Margaret Atwood is a terrific writer who never fails to amaze. :-)