Any Fool Can Get into an
Ocean… – Jack Spicer
Any fool can get into an
ocean
But it takes a Goddess
To get out of one.
What’s true of oceans is true, of
course,
Of labyrinths and poems. When you
start swimming
Through riptide of rhythms and
the metaphor’s seaweed
You need to be a good swimmer or
a born Goddess
To get back out of them
Look at the sea otters bobbing
wildly
Out in the middle of the poem
They look so eager and peaceful
playing out there where the
water hardly moves
You might get out through all the
waves and rocks
Into the middle of the poem to
touch them
But when you’ve tried the blessed
water long
Enough to want to start backward
That’s when the fun starts
Unless you’re a poet or an otter
or something supernatural
You’ll drown, dear. You’ll drown
Any Greek can get you into a
labyrinth
But it takes a hero to get out of
one
What’s true of labyrinths is true
of course
Of love and memory. When you
start remembering.
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