the mind of an oyster

 

 

 

One must have the mind of an oyster

who builds a home from her own substance,

to possess the grain of sand that slips in

while she opens her body to the sea.

 

Not one to expel a challenge     

her voluptuous mantle

embraces the grain,

gifting nacre layer upon layer,

 

until a smooth white gem,

cool to the touch,

radiating an iridescent fire,

is borne.

 

The oyster knows the sand

is the heart of the gemstone.

 

 

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7 thoughts on “the mind of an oyster

  1. Michelle, this is lovely. There are several lines that stick with me. You set the stage so well with: “who builds a home from her own substance.” Love the tactile description in “cool to the touch” — so unusual but perfect for a pearl.

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  2. Michelle!
    This is fabulous. I don’t even have anything to say beyond that.
    If I were to try and share my favorite lines the result would be me copying the entire poem here in the comment box. But I will single out the grain of sand line as being pivotal – in poetry and in life, which you have captured so beautifully.

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