Beneath the Surface

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Beneath The Surface

A Poetic Translation of the painting “Swimmer” by Jacek Sroka

It never shone dim

The thought of that inevitable swim

iand me being somewhat of a dwarf

I further concentrate the morph

O’ Sapphire Blue Hand!

Fluids accelerate my course

The arm pierced a sebaceous gland

Well bode through the lymph node

We erupted through the neck

seamed lips slit part

Fever! Heat! Start!

Cilia Curl, Unfurl

Senses coming round

Our next stroke

Absorbs the drown

Poem by: Gaya Taliaferro-Tinmahan

San Francisco, CA 2006

Image courtesy-David Himmelberger of the Himmelberger Gallery in San Francisco, CA


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