Baikal speaks two

Day two

22/03

     1

Dreaming of Baikal

I fail to see

The purpose

Of me

Being me

     2

Between worlds

Between waves

Between words

Is that space

That is  free

     3

See the shoreline curve

The rocks

Glance at them

Sky  water  stone

Everything else is tone

     4

Bird swoops down into sea

Grabs fish

Flying over poem

Scratching around for words

Unashamedly

    

     5

Never the twain shall meet

And yet horizon squeezes

Infinity to a single point

Of blurred intensity

For me

     6

Boat on Baikal’s endless

Skyfulness

Count the waves

Count the clouds

Stretch credibility

     7

Never the ice comes too soon

Never the water too deep

Never the gods of Baikal

Dally with our destiny

Needlessly

     8

Did the wind tell you

What I want to say

Did the omul rise

Slap its tail

And win your heart’s gaze

     9

If I drown all sorrow

In the deepest hollow

Of this lake

If I drum all night

What then

     10

Skimming o’er the waters

I was loath to part

With spirit

Loath to leap

Into fragile form

     11

Night falls and now

You’ll not know

Where I start or end

I’ll take you through

The veil   beyond

     12

If the teeming life of summers

Too short

The biomass of

Concern and thought

Is not enough