Aqua Poetica (Water; Am I)Parts I – XVII

I

 

Water

 

It is a sentence all by itself

Subject, verb and predicate

Water is the stuff of life

Water, Am I

 

Water

 

II

 

Water

 

Held together in a fragile web

Of membranes, of cell walls

Permeable tissues, some hard

As dense as bone, others soft

As malleable as the wetted

Tongue

Water is me

 

Water

 

III

 

Water

 

Two gasses; oxygen,

Hydrogen, elements

Bonded in the valence

The weak electro-link

A current, the energy

Forming the template

Of life’s first moment

 

Water

 

IV

 

Water

 

The crèche within which

Our carbon atoms nest

Metamorphosis…they respire

Become bacteria, and breathe

In water, amoeba, and later

Much later…become we

Creatures, all animated

Appetites, and moving desires

 

Water

 

V

 

Water

 

Without which I am nothing

It defines the extent of me

The parameters of my being

I mean this literally, technically

I take up more and less space

Physically, in direct proportion to

How much water I carry inside of me

My body’s water tells the tale

I plump up as I retain it, and

I wither when it evaporates

 

Water

 

VI

 

Water

 

Healthy when balanced

When well measured it flows

It defines the extent of me, of us

The limits of the flesh, yes

And of where the flesh may go

I cannot live far from it

No human can, neither grass,

Nor tree, not a flower

Or fungus either

 

Water

 

VII

 

Water

 

Some living things are immersed in it

No form of life can live apart from it

That we know of

Every eco-system is formed by it

On our world

Every social-system as well

From the insignificant Bacterium

To us…the word weaving, world

Wandering Homo Sapiens Sapient

 

Water

 

VIII

 

Water

 

There will have to be water

When we fly upward, outward

Fly to the moon, to Mars

We will carry water with us

When we journey to the stars

 

Water

 

IX

 

Water

 

From spring through autumn

I water, my garden every day

From the same pipe I draw

Water to clean, cook, drink

Water my body, warm shower

Water, falling from the spigot

Like the summer rain

 

Water

 

X

 

Water

 

My city provides it

Meters my use of it

An endless supply

Of water, I could fill

Pools with water

It costs almost nothing

 

Minneapolis is a city of

Water, of lakes, streams

Rivers, we are rich with

Water, fat with water, wet

Green, and blue, like jewels

Scattered on the plains

In the wake of glaciers

Melting in retreat

 

Water

 

XI

 

Water

 

Three hundred thousand people

Living in Minneapolis, drawing

Water for houses, and gardens

Businesses and parks, drawing

Water from the Mississippi

The river, connecting everyone

In a network of pipes, of channels

Carrying water, in pipes under

Pressure, a maze of pipes so vast

No Minotaur could have devised it

So complex, no Theseus navigate

The clear clean

 

Water

  

XII

 

Water

 

There are thousands of communities

Billions of people Who could never

Imagine such plenty, or abundance

Of water, where a single well, faucet

Supplies hundreds of homes with

Water, where the people carry their

Daily supply Of water, mile after

Back-breaking mile, and the calories

Spent in a day, spent hauling water

Is greater than the number they eat

The struggle for water is killing them

Slowly, inexorably shortening their lives

Even as it gives them a few more days

 

Water

 

XIII

 

Water

 

My community has so much

We consume it anonymously

Without stopping to think about

Our neighbors, how they use

Water, unless we cross paths

With their sprinklers, splashing

In their gardens, mechanically

Watering their shrubs, and vines

Watering trees, and lawns

Their beds of flowers

 

Water

 

XIV

 

Water

 

Starved communities live

At the source of water

All consumption is public

Everybody is known

Who comes to the source

Of water, there is no anonymity

Their sources of water are

Precious, water is protected

Guarded in person, by custom

Water rights by law, and rites

By taboo

 

Water

 

XV

 

Water

 

Life and death both

Hover over water

The vital necessity

Water hole, well water

The sacred obligation

It shapes the world

Society, in dry places

The tribes that control

Water, possesses power

The force of water

More than religion

Greater than gold

Water is true wealth

Life, and death without

 

Water

 

XVI

 

Water

 

With water we prepare ourselves

For the ritual encounter with God

Muslims, wash before entering

The mosque for daily prayers

Christians wash, in baptism where

The Spirit of grace is conferred

The new creation is made in water

Formed like a child in the womb

Rituals as deep as the well of

Ancestral histories, the deep

Where sleeps, Leviathan

 

Water

 

XVII

 

Water

 

There are forty-two references

In the Christian gospels

Each in its way speaks of water

As an encounter with God

 

Water

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