Today I am delighted to have Liz Casey return once more to my blog and give us a nice present in the form of a wonderful poem.
Liz is a super talented poet and I admire her very much. Please give her another warm welcome and enjoy!
Liz about Liz:
I’ve been a widely published poet and freelance writer and editor and have appeared in lots of mags and rags across the US. My book-length poetry chapbook, Breaking the Sacred was published in ‘98 by a small press, Angelflesh Press, in Grand Rapids Mich. I currently work full-time as a Sr. Technical Writer, and I run a Motorcycle Touring Company for women, Biker Babe Tours, in Sedona, AZ. I also blog about body issues, size acceptance, self-esteem, and body love at BigBodyBeautiful.
We Move Through the Darkness
Smooth insects held on the surface by some invisible,
meander like amoebae in solution, bumping and turning;
some piloting the boats of their bodies away to dense
pockets of muck, reeds, and stench. Others gliding
toward smaller islands of mud-clotted cattails that
wave their plump, sausage bodies in the shallows.
We move through the darkness of ourselves
in the darkness,
opening unsettled places that vibrate and hurt,
listening to the birds chuckle softly to one another
through the open door, aching at their intimacy, their
private language, wondering how they so easily slide
themselves open, giving themselves to the other world
beneath the surface of the slick canopy, while we sit
talking and closing parts of ourselves off.