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Awake | Judith Prest


A photo of a large body of water nearing sunset. The sky is a gradient of oranges, the circle of the sun a white hot, and the water a blue-black. There is a poem by Judith Prest titled "Awake" that reads: "when cold salt water/washes my feet/I awake/know where I am/when the long pull/of the moon/moving the ocean/draws me to the deep/or urges me to shore/I know where I am//feel//time distilled//to a moment//only here//only now//only wave, only wind//when the osprey dives/fierce and focused/rises with a fish/in her talons//I wake//to my life again//shocked into awareness/that in this moment/sharp/salt washed/is all I have"

If a line or phrase resonates with you, we invite you to use it as a starting point to create your own poem and share your poem with the IPM community here: Poetry Commons.


 

IPM Poetry Partner Judith Prest has offered Finding Our Voices poetry & healing programs for many years at New Choices Recovery Center in Schenectady, NY, for people overcoming addiction.

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