by Erina Booker

I run my finger
along the groove between
bone and withered muscle,
and for the first time (ever)
you move my hand away –
don’t want me to think
about the savage ravages,
so serious about your role:
holding up my world,
no questions,
any lengths,
taking the weight –
I defer; we will go gentle
into that good night,
raging never brought success,
whereas the strength of the gentle
is limitless;
“Here”, I say, “lower your shoulder,
roll the world onto me;
I can take the tsunami
and the ‘quake;
all you have to do
is keep breathing;
I promise
not to drop

©Erina Booker 2015

About Erina Booker

Erina Booker is a writer, teacher, and counsellor, and her life has been largely about words and the many uses of language. She has written poetry for most of her life, studying at Cornell University, Ithaca, NY, and completing a major in Literature within her Bachelor of Arts degree from Griffith University, Brisbane, Australia. Currently, she has five collections of poems in print. Her sixth, ‘Coalescence’, is her first collaborative venture into the fusion of art and poetry. Her background covers a further range of studies & interests, including Post Graduate Counselling, Applied Science in Medical Imaging, & also Musical Performance with the instruments of piano, flute, and ‘cello. Added to which, she owned and ran a sheep farm in the Central Tablelands of New South Wales for ten years, breeding black sheep, and enjoying the deep connection she feels with the natural world. Her varied experiences inform her writing as she draws on an intricate tapestry of events. Erina Booker lives in Sydney, Australia.

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