Depth Over Distance by Amy Glamos


I will be rocks, under gushing river wild;
I will lie beneath your frantic flow.

I will bear the weight of current’s grace,
entombed in churning frigid waters.

I will watch as koi display their namesake,
flitting in effortless patterns of calico persuasion.

I will not draw a single breath but, instead,
bid the twisting chilly stream to fill the hollow.

I will content myself with where I’ve been,
if only to drown in your weightless gravity.

I will be the depth over distance;
a sedentary pebble bound by tidal love.

Amy Glamos

Amy Glamos

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