Untitled (Eliot, Me) 9-8-10

Two common things
Restlessness and abandon
This morning
Cape Ann
Rocks of Ice
Coated in living salt
Almost to Lydia
Where she lives
Pine and Whipple
Soft Sea lines
Dimpled and Silted
Banks in Collapse
Here built on softened
Peats not afraid of
Erosion
More of decay
And transmission
Of Earth to Sea
On Generational problems
Coated in living rock
Loathing of itself, I
In the Sun
Exposed
Warmed worm drops
Broken loss
Of ancestral lands
Here
Tied to crystal
Cold Waters,
Of this stream
Eyes Reflection
To this river
Where Kennedy’s mother
Goes
From Wilmington
Weaves grave knots
From Roots of Bishops’
Pulpits
Scattered amidst
Shrunken crossyards
Brought in
From Inshore
And planted
In fallen crosses
Along silver
Blue and emerald
Green bluffs cliffs
Whose Lifting slowly
And amping towards
Tossed trees
Towards
The land
Lovemaking
Between sea and river