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Jenny Wong

Tonight, I Do Not Love the Sea (and Questions I Ask the Shore)

Light wilts along the horizon
                                         and there is too much noise for darkness.
The waves
            are incessant
                            blue
                                         bragging,
                                    about the curved coasts
                                           touched in a day
                         while this shore
waits. Here,
                     a tree that once nursed
                   along this bank
         now a body
returned
           stripped of its bark,
                         half buried and clean
                 as bone.
              I ask
                        why stay
                                          in this erosion?
                        why be
                                          scraped and salted
                                          every day –  
                                          smaller.
 
                         There is warmth
                                              elsewhere
                                                             in the dry shimmer
                                                                   of desert dunes
                                                               a place to hold the slow whisper
                                                                   of vultures’ wings, away
                                                             from the pry of watery eyes
                                                                 and other derivatives
                                                                                     of drowning by oceans.

Biography

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Jenny Wong is a writer, traveler, and occasional business analyst. Her favorite places to wander are Tokyo alleys, Singapore hawker centers, and Parisian cemeteries. Recent publications include Acropolis Journal, Five Minutes, and Tiny Molecules.  She resides in Canada near the Rocky Mountains and tweets @jenwithwords. 
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