The Ways Of Water Poem by Alice Walker
The Ways Of Water
With your unknown
to me
Odd magic
You came
To me:
Your truck
Backfiring
As if sending
Out
Rockets
To the
Stars
You came
In
So gracefully
Rockets
Silenced
Behind you &
Set
To work
As if nothing
Brought you
Greater
Joy.
I did not see Life was
About to change, as it does,
When odd magic appears:
There was
No music
Yet.
Chatting
About relationships, our freedom
From same,
Which we
So defended;
About water, faucet
Drips;
The gifts
Of growing older;
You set to work
& I, standing above you
As you lay on
Your back
Studied
Your feet:
Well cared for
In ocean blue
Sandals
Made of tough
Plastic.
Buddies,
We said, we agreed
That's what we
Needed.
How about going out
Together as buddies
For a night of music
& dance? My first
Indication
That song
Had a place
In
Your world.
Two years later
The leak
In my kitchen
Sink
Remains
Fixed
As well as
The leak
I never mentioned
In my spirit.
Early and late
We savor
The music
That comes
From
Your horn
The Golden Phoenix
That travels
With us
Everywhere
Your sound
Your love of Miles & Bird
& Wynton
Making
Friends of strangers
Around
The globe.
In Poor
Countries
Where
The grass
Has died
& the ponies
& oxen
Also
& the people
Have nothing
To bath in
Or to drink
&
Yet are soothed
By your cool
& liquid
Music, which
You pour over them
So freely,
I want to tell them:
Yes, he is also
A water man.
Yes, he also knows
The ways
Of water.
But they know this.
Yet are soothed By your cool & liquid Music, which You pour over them So freely, ..very fine poem and very much original in your way of presentation and thoughts.. tony
I did not see Life was About to change, as it does, When odd magic appears: There was No music Yet. very fine poem. Tony
How about going out Together as buddies For a night of music & dance? . very good poem.. read her biography. thanku. tony
To understand this poem I needed to know more about this poetess. So glad to read her biography and this great poem.
what a lovely poem! there is love-music running, like water, through it. i am taken by how she begins with the start of a relationship with this plumber, and ends up where she does; how relationship, and love, and music, and water blend in a compassionate, a giving, life. -glen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A poem that traverses life and loving. One man one woman. Nicely crafted. It could, however, do without the ampersands.