Song of the Shore to the Sea

By Robert Fanning Robert Fanning
It's never enough being one. Why do I hope
to contain you: always undoing and undone;
every place you touch me changes shape.
It's not my way to just lie down;

to sink, effaced and full. If you
swallow me, you're drained, and half
of us is gone. Desire's fulfillment is two,
not one, or our tidal meetings are through.

So hurl your wet force forward, sea,
take me wave by wave. Pearl maker, pull
me deep; our one's a need, a momentary
bliss. What I erect, you spill—

castles, boulders, cliffs. My love's endurance
grain by grain; your adoration's rain.
Touch my bones, my canyon's carved evidence.
Even the moon who moves you is stone.

Source: Poetry (August 2002).

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August 2002
 Robert  Fanning

Biography

Robert Fanning is the author of American Prophet (2009), The Seed Thieves (2006), and Old Bright Wheel (2003), which won the Ledge Press Poetry Award. His poems have appeared in numerous journals, including Poetry, Ploughshares, Shenandoah, the Atlanta Review, the Hawaii Review, and other journals. A professor of creative writing at Central Michigan University, Fanning's writing awards include a Creative Artist Grant from . . .

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SUBJECT Nature, Stars, Planets, Heavens, Seas, Rivers, & Streams

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

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