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Whshhh.

Whshhh

 by this dim moon's light
 I invite you to my mind
 we are meeting in a darkness
 we are setting out to find

 the words to the mission
 we're supposed to set in motion
 to retune imagination
 to the rhythm of the ocean

 the sea deeply wishes
 it could speak so we hear
 the waves of its wisdom
 and the shivers of its fear

 of what will come of moving
 at a fibre optic pace
 we forgot what we are
 when we conquered time and space

 [the electronic drum's]
 [steady beat becomes a hum]
 [its velocity can speed]
 [beyond a human spectrum]

 [and I know how it feels]
 [to ride that hyperbolic curve]
 [up toward the top to tap]
 [the supersonic nerve, but]

 our bodies are organic
 made of moon and sky and earth
 we are travellers into death
 we're emergers out of birth

 and the water inside you
 is the water in the sea
 is the water in our pipes
 and the water inside me

 and the water inside you
 is the water in the sea
 is the water in our consequence
 and the water inside me

 and so the sea dreams
 that we will run no faster
 that we will stop our endless racing
 to be each other's master

 stop and hear the mission
 we're supposed to set in motion
 to retune imagination
 to the rhythm of the ocean

 know ourselves to be the heirs
 of water, land and air
 we are sons of the sun
 and the daughters of the sea

 know ourselves to be the heirs
 of water, land and air
 we are sons of the sun
 and the daughters of the sea


Sonnet L'Abbe's first collection of poetry, A Strange Relief, was published by McClelland and Stewart in 2001. She recently finished her second book of poems, Killarnoe, from which the poems that appear here are taken. L'Abbe, whose fiction and poetry have been internationally anthologized, also teaches writing at the University of Toronto and writes reviews for The Globe and Mail. She is currently at work on her first novel, Americatown.
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Author:L'Abbe, Sonnet
Publication:Literary Review of Canada
Article Type:Poem
Date:May 1, 2006
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