How many times have I told you, my heart, to go carefully
here
in the shallows when they come so near, deliriously hungry?
Even your toes are vulnerable as bait
or
the piece of swayed driftwood you hold.
'Though the water is clear, and you quiet your beat
it
becomes dark quickly just two steps away
Where wave lips engorge with blood.
You put your hand in once, and felt the blackness spread
from
that bite.Uncontrolled.
So it is impossible now not to return
to
the shore.To go deep
again to touch its rising joy
No matter what the consequences
Laura Manuelidis is a physician/scientist who has
investigated the shape of chromosomes and the causes of dementia. She has
published poetry in various journals, including The Nation, Connecticut
Review, Oxford Poetry, Innisfree Poetry and
Reflections (Yale journal), has
been nominated twice for a Pushcart prize, and has read in European and
American universities and other venues. Her book of poems, Out of
Order, is available online; additional
links (and readings with music by P. Jordan) are at: http://info.med.yale.edu/neurosci/faculty/manuelidis_poetry.html.