| This Edition's Poetry |
The Water Mystery
The water falls
from heaven to the heaven
in your eyes,
to me
then down to the water mystery.
Only desire is held
only your desire moves water.
Try to pour the rain back up.
Only your desire makes
the water change.
She stares at the windshield
and wiper motion at the stoplight.
The water mystery you sent
falls through me,
the rain is broken.
She was wet, drunk and in tears
when she came out
to the waterfront railing,
“I’ll jump in with both feet!”
She didn’t want the rain pouring up.?
by S. Keller
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