Two Weeks in July

Posted: July 14, 2019 in Poems in English, Uncategorized
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After the many downpours which rocked the little boat of our ignorant universe, my legs are shaking from so much counter-balancing, my hands can no longer stretch higher than my eyebrows and my eyes no longer see those lights gently dyed in nuances of old books.Still, every summer I am surprised again by the ambiguity of my feelings towards the wave of jellyfish. I am bothered by the itch of their approach, I am burned by their hugs, I loathe their appearance of mucus balls when they lie dead on the beach, I am intrigued by the stiffness of their corpses in the evening.

 

But at sea, oh yes, when they hide and discover themselves in the narrow stretch of sand eternally flipped by the waves, when they float with the elegance of all things white, and when they propel themselves towards the light without fear of melting their skirts, when they make horas of aquatic angels around my boat, when they live and fly and shine and flutter their charms and spasms, when they relish in their togetherness and elate in their uniqueness, how could one not love them …

 

The jellyfish only come by these parts of my world once a year, to die near some shore, this shore of a beautiful, ignorant and self-contained universe. Jellyfish only come here for two weeks a year, the week that just happened and the one that will start tomorrow. Like the jellyfish, my thoughts of you. Then there is this wave of tremendously thick humidity that envelops me every time a wave crashes into the amphitheater of my nights, on the beach of my sunsets.

 

The jellyfish, white blood cells of my years after our transformation, encourage me to wish you a beautiful birthday and three times more to come!

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