There’s a woman asleep
in the body of salmon
behind the jagged teeth
and furious jaw
parting the river
with her wild desire.
Sculpture by Ruth Alice Brockman
1/21/55 – 7/9/13
On August 4, 2013
10 Responses to “Asleep in the Body of Salmon”
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I have met that woman, and I like her!
We are one……………..
Don, I like the tempo of this quick adventure–from sleep to wakefulness, promise of life to come, from the inside out…
What is important to Gaia and to humanity is the restoration of the feminine, squelched for so long IN men, and BY men. Tom Kenyon addresses this. Salmon is marker species in north america. Thank you, Don.
Well done, Don.
Such vigor and complexity in so few words – – –
Touched by the shortness of Breath and Depth of feeling.
Yes. Yes that is what is.
Great!
I have been cooking a great deal of fresh salmon, with all sorts of different fillings; feeling after a while as if I was putting a woman iinto the salmon. Meditating on that, an answer was almost there.
Then your fleeting poem precisely answered the action.
The culmination of these seemingly small activities is the thirst for life that finds the parting of the river.
Thank you for that insight, Don.