Today's poem is by Susanna Lang
Now that you are here, I want you to know
the difficulty of water.
How the river is so low, we dream of floating.
How we try the pump though the well has run dry
it's a form of prayer.
I want you to know the despair of sea turtles
and the homesickness of mackerel.
How the evening is nostalgic for the voices
of sparrows, how the wind
when it rises brings only dust from the road.
I realize that you do not have enough buckets to fill our wells,
that you do not make rain.
Still, you should know. For one day at least,
you should taste our thirst.
Copyright © 2017 Susanna Lang All rights reserved
from Travel Notes from the River Styx
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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