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.