The Icebergs
By Taylor Light
Frederic Edwin Church, 1861 We had to have the mast to see ourselves, as if the icebergs’ sapphire veins did not contain enough for human touch, or this ice grotto, conserved as a sclera, which seemed to spill out siren songs at tidal surges. The lack of scope and scale distort the scene—where do we place our feet? Can we tune our ears to hear the ice making its fractured adjustments, as eerie as static? Darwin writes that light will be thrown on the origin of ourselves and our history. The mast wasn’t originally in the frame; it was a later addition, and so were we. Light lilts on the smooth ice-sheet, as the ocean hushes against ice- rocks, enduring the wind’s chisel. But the mast—the mast remains in the painting like an unwanted splinter, where loneliness and ice align.
Taylor Light is a poet from Dallas. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Ploughshares, The Missouri Review, Birmingham Poetry Review, Terrain.org, and elsewhere. She holds an MFA from the University of Florida and has received support from the Convivio Conference in Postignano, Italy. Currently, she is a PhD student at Southern Methodist University with a focus on eco-poetics.
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Beautiful imagery in this winter poem--
"Light lilts on the smooth
ice-sheet, as the ocean hushes against ice-
rocks, enduring the wind’s chisel."
Lovely and sorrowful.