Today's poem is by Richard Brostoff
This Is for the Thunder
This is for the curling
thunder beneath the waves,the surf that rises up,
inexorably,and spends itself,
then pulls its brief life down again.This is for the sudden
insurrection of a storm,a wave's fluid power
strict, unbroken, merciless,riding up on its own tall back,
topping into momentary stasis,throwing its spume to the substanceless air,
then streaming home againin one long pulse,
until only a white line remains,delicate as lace,
drawn out across the burnishedgrave stones of the beach,
marking the water's broad retreatthe puzzle of our impermanence
as though we sound ourselves onceand are gone again.
Copyright © 2006 Richard Brostoff All rights reserved
from The Southeast Review
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