Swimmers: draft 3

There are places
in the world
where we would both be
unremarkable,
as full of unknown potential
as anyone else —
but not here, and not now.
Now is the only place
where we could be
astonishing.
Here and now are danger
and safety;
here and now are they the same thing.

Consider that the difference between
drowning and swimming
is the difference between surrender
and finding faith in Hell.
Consider that this is the moment when
the surface is broken.
Consider this sudden, awful
sense of grace.

How deep is this ocean
we’ve chosen to swim!
Who are we now —
are we above or below the water?
What is this place
where we’ve chosen to be?

About Tony Brown

Unknown's avatar
A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

10 responses to “Swimmers: draft 3

Leave a comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.