Jessica Dofflemyer

Posted on July 27, 2011 by Jessica Dofflemyer

Seeking the Subtle Thread

It’s one of those kind of days. 3am and a To Do list.

Yesterday I was liquid, alive in exotic locales. Swirling in music: Bon Iver, Gillian Welch, Scott Matthews.

This morning, there are no artful photographic images. No graceful alliterations to spout forth.

Just a sharpened pencil outlining a list. PDFs of school calendars. Bank statements and a calculator.

I tell myself there is an art to this. This practical living we all dance through. That there must be some merit in writing about the most mundane. Some inspiration in the quest to find the magic.

The seeking of some satiating thread (so subtle), in even this most parched scape.

Posted on July 26, 2011 by Jessica Dofflemyer

Wellspring

slowly
as liquid
you came and stirred the places
that slept

quiet
rising like steam
those spaces
still
and thick
no sound

breathing
your story
35 days without bathing
deep in holy mountains
stumbling upon waterfalls and hot springs
soaking all day
in the river of the white goddess
the oasis

unbidden
it was me
you say
that swirled in eddies
gushed in distant rushing spates
there with you
in sacred waters

these hidden pockets
inlets
curving stone
are surfaces softened
smoothed
by time’s lapping
I want to be forever in their carving

pooling waterways
spill and seep
as I soak
in the haven
of your story
an alchemy of elements
the mystery of our collision
where we are sourced at the wellspring
offering oasis
in the dry

Posted on July 25, 2011 by Jessica Dofflemyer

Aloe Vera and the Ganges

I spend the early dark of morning
in headphones
Eddie Vedder singing Cat Stevens
Gillian Welch and David Rawlings

writing poetry

Himalayan waterfalls and desire
too close to disclose
I swirl in sunrise and feeling
in my writing hour
I am alive

when motherhood calls

Jeb’s sunburn throbbing
his small red shoulders pull me
from foreign lands and eddies
back to thick aloe goo
soothing skin with words
blowing cool upon his back
easing tears

this morning
I am seeping liquid
spread out all over this world