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Julia Copus

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Love, Like Water

Love, Like Water

Tumbling from some far-flung cloud
into your bathroom alone, to sleeve
a toe, five toes, a metatarsal arch,
it does its best to feign indifference
to the body, but will go on creeping
up to the neck till it's reading the skin
like Braille, though you're certain it sees
under the surface of things and knows
the routes your nerves take as they branch
from the mind, which lately has been curling
in on itself like the spine of a dog
as it circles a patch of ground to sleep.
Now through the dappled window,
propped open slightly for the heat,
a light rain is composing
the lake it falls into, the way a lover's hand
composes the body it touches - Love,
like water! How it gives and gives,
wearing the deepest of grooves in our sides
and filling them up again, ever so gently
wounding us, making us whole.

'Love, Like Water' from In Defence of Adultery (Bloodaxe, 2003), © Julia Copus 2003, used by permission of the author and the publisher.


Julia Copus

Julia Copus Reading from Her Poems

1Love, Like Water

2In Defence of Adultery

3Hymn to All the Men I'll Never Love

4Topsell's Beasts

5A Soft-edged Reed of Light

6This is the Poem in which I Have Not Left You

7The Back Seat of My Mother's Car

8Digging the Pond

9Easter Reunion

10Lamb's Electronic Antibiotic


12Glimpses of Caribou


14Moderate Restaurant Clatter


16Miss Haversham's Letter

16Soft Parts


19Stars Moving Westwards in a Winter Garden

20Esprit de l'Escalier

21An Easy Passage

22Impossible As It Seems