Turkish Teacups

Clear glasses
curving
rounded
smooth

Memory
Turkey
spices
prayers

Hands
bright flowers
rugs in streets

Washing
alone

What story did you see?

Ocean

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It has taken me years to befriend the beach,
To believe in the warmth of sand and of light,

For

I felt

As a child,

Only the alien
green
immensity

of the unfriending sea.

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White towels washed with lavender,

once,

weeks ago.

And today

their clean and blossomy scent

carried me clear across the sea,

while my baby slept.

So you have seen the Taj Mahal,
Strolled through Paris arrondissements,
Lingered in the light of Chartres’ rose, and
Danced in tropic rains.

While I – ?

Well, I
have curled in the confines of one room,
fed, rocked, guarded, sung and prayed

for one new soul.

But perhaps –

after all, my friends –

I have traveled just as far as you.