The Octopi Jars

The Octopi Jars

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

The Octopi Jars
by Michael R. Burch

Long-vacant eyes
now lodged in clear glass,
a-swim with pale arms
as delicate as angels’ . . .

you are beyond all hope
of salvage now . . .
and yet I would pause,
no fear!,
to once touch
your arcane beaks . . .

I, more alien than you
to this imprismed world,
notice, most of all,
the scratches on the inside surfaces
of your hermetic cells  . . .

and I remember documentaries
of albino Houdinis
slipping like wraiths
over the walls of shipboard aquariums,
slipping down decks’ 
brine-lubricated planks,
spilling jubilantly into the dark sea,
parachuting through clouds of pallid ammonia . . .

and I know now in life you were unlike me:
your imprisonment was never voluntary.

Originally published by Triplopia and The Poetic Musings of Sam Hudson. Keywords/Tags: Octopus, Octopi, Medusa, Sea Angel, Angel, Angels, Nature, Sea, Ocean, Aquarium, Aliens, Imprisonment, Prison, Ship, Ships, Shipwreck

© 2020 Michael R. Burch


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Added on August 24, 2019
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Tags: Octopus, Octopi, Medusa, Sea Angel, Angel, Angels, Nature, Sea, Ocean, Aquarium, Aliens, Imprisonment, Prison, Ship, Ships, Shipwreck