Lake Echo, Dear || C. D Wright

Is the woman in the pool of light
really reading or just staring
at what is written

Is the man walking in the soft rain
naked or is it the rain
that makes his shirt transparent

The boy in the iron cot
is he asleep or still
fingering the springs underneath

Did you honestly believe
three lives could be complete

The bottle of green liquid
on the sill is it real

The bottle on the peeling sill
is it filled with green

Or is the liquid an illusion
of fullness

How summer’s children turn
into fish and rain softens men

How the elements of summer
nights bid us to get down with each other
on the unplaned floor

And this feels painfully beautiful
whether or not
it will change the world one drop


This is personally an underrated poem. Th majority of the parts bring you to explore about consciousness and your relationship with the world, while  the ending summarizes what means most about life--and that's to experience. But not just any ordinary experience, Wright is talking about a very intimate and sentimental experience one merely discovers while living. It makes you value what is now and what we can be conscious of, no matter where it exists and when.

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