The Receiver
Your Pacific urges,
crack through old technology
marine-drenched cables
and the international telephonic corridors
of epic, sonic, optic rush and pause
conducting and over-lapping,
delaying the sound of rain
in the background
where you live
slowing the drops to a sixth of a second.
And my Atlantic urges,
to say a not yet obsolete
brief prayer or
other kind of
organic weather balloon,
to throw another skipping stone
back through that
creacking hallway of sequences
no longer affected by zone or country,
ascending
from my mouth
to your ear,
bouncing like sonar
on to the firmament,
waiting to be received
in heaven as it is in the ocean:
bound together again
at exactly the same time.
First published in Poet Hunter
Eli Spivakovsky is a poet and musician who is interested in the place between languages. Eli poetry is characterized by rich imagery and accessibility. Eli has previously been published in 'Mad Hat', 'Edgar Allen Poet' and Deakin University's literary journal, 'Verandah'. Eli comes from a family of musicians spanning 5 generations.
Eli is currently self-publishing a book called 'Panacea'.
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