Bioluminescence, Vaadhoo Island, The Maldives
The cold remote islands
And the blue estuaries
Where what breathes, breathes
The restless wind of the inlets,
And what drinks, drinks
The incoming tide;
Where shell and weed
Wait upon the salt wash of the sea,
And the clear nights of stars
Swing their lights westward
To set behind the land;
Where the pulse clinging to the rocks
Renews itself forever;
Where, again on cloudless nights,
The water reflects
The firmament's partial setting;
In your narrowing dark hours
That more things move
Than blood in the heart.
"Night" by Louise Bogan from The Blue Estuaries.
© Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 1968.