SurVision Magazine
An international online magazine
that publishes Surrealist poetry in English.
Issue Fifteen
GEORGIE BARNES
Breathing
These walls have a heartbeat,
neolithic seconds
caught under Time's wing.
After evesong,
silence envelops
rather than threatens,
and we are one
f l o a t i n g
halfway between being,
made of medusae,
ecstasy and a Wild Atlantic
man of war.
Together, we crouch
like a tiny amphibian,
captivated,
while contemplating
the crinoid stems,
and the dead ends
of sea sponge nights
concerned that should we separate
nothing will survive.
And I am a heart beat
caught beneath its ribs
this stone is my map,
the most complete
skeleton assembled
and as it breathes,
my lungs expand.
memento mori
Writhing in hot sheets, vapid
infant breeze,
dreams of intimate
water in irascible lakes,
ghostly fish waving,
warning,
with pale, childlike hands.
"I was sixteen for twenty years"
Why do they feel so
much like memories? I asked
the flimflam man, his coal
black eyes, but not his face,
the moist-sour-wild of forest.
I grew you here, he said.
Relief:
Remembrance:
I never did exist.
Georgie Barnes lives in County Clare in the West of Ireland. She has been teaching creative writing for 20 years. This is her first magazine publication.
