Or

By Ophira Gottlieb

I want to write of the river

In a language where skin means light and vice versa

Only with skin you let the O catch in your throat like a stone

Dropped in water

Then let the r ripple out in all directions.

 

I want to write of the river

Or

the river’s skin

Or

the river’s light.

© 2020 harana poetry

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