Evolving Sirenian
Everything in the ocean becomes something else. Colonies of coral, once a soft carpet of color, become brittle and white, the stuff of island sand. The octopus embodies this quality of change. Exactly the shape of whatever it needs to be, the octopus pours itself between two rocks. In the painting, its tentacles curl like breakers, tangled kelp fronds. Caught in the act of transformation, the octopus takes on the blue and orange of a large carcass, flesh peeling in flakes from its side. Then it disappears, skin puckering in mock putrescence, eye gaping like a wound. No wonder sailors wandering at sea once mistook this creature for a woman, hair trailing behind her in the green-blue surf, singing the most beautiful song. Robbi Nester Robbi Nester is the author of an ekphrastic chapbook titled Balance (White Violet, 2012) and other poetry collections. Her work has been published widely in journals and anthologies, including Cimarron Review, Broadsided, Silver Birch Press, Poemeleon, and Inlandia.
2 Comments
10/13/2015 11:45:07 am
Confetti! And lines 20-21 remind me of the Robbi-poet of age 20....
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Mary McCarthy
10/14/2015 07:47:27 pm
poem as lovely as the beautiful painting--both manage to embody the fluidity of this amazing creature
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