Friday, September 27, 2013

Writers' Circle (poem) by Amber Harvey

Writers’ Circle
by Amber Harvey

Papers, notebooks, laptops
Cast nets
To capture thoughts
            that swim
            in the rivers of our souls
But not all.

Our souls’ divers spiral downward
            into a maelstrom
Where image, feeling, story,
            like cells in primeval mud
Attire themselves in life
            and become language
Then all spiral upward
            through a vortex
            where meaning
            is caught and held
Letters form words
Words form phrases
To wrap and hold the meaning
            in booklets, pages and laptops

Beyond the bounds
            of books, papers and laptops,
Swim the thoughts
            that can’t be captured.