Salt In The Blood
A glass of water. But the boy
sees thunderheads and wisps
of cloud cover in the Andes. He
says, “All the rivers in the world
end here,” and dives from the
perilous cliffs, the sea sucking
in, breathing out. A tumbler
of water, and lightning flashes
across the roof of his mouth, a
storm waging war in the tropics
of his fever. “This is where the
oceans are,” he says, the glass
of water too cold to swallow,
waves barging in, weeping out.
Bruce McRae, a Canadian musician, came to poetry late but has enjoyed a large number of publications in the past 10 years, recently gaining airplay for his poems and songs in the U.K., Australia and the U.S.A. The So-Called Sonnets, is his first book, which this audio poem is an excerpt from. More information can be found on his website: bpmcrae.com.