PoetryIssue 23 | November 2015

Imaginary Oceans

by Jason Warren

And if the neap tides of my beauty
sadden him, I cannot help it:
I hang high, the waxy night light
in his rainy room. I watch him watching,
see his shadow play remake me, things
he understands (a tomboy huntress, say,
or soft fat cow, invented waters that
I do not love). I only am. My shining,
borrowed, that must wane, shows how
possession is plain lunatic.
So let him cross to me some night,
bathe in my deserts, sift my brittle sands,
not load me with his names,
like longing: lake of sorrows,
bay of rainbows, sea of storms.

About the author

Jason Warren is an Australian waif adopted by London. He’s a neurologist and sometime poet.

Read our current issue:


Two poems by Anne Babson
Vignette, Townhouse, 9 a.m. by Troy Cunio
Night Becomes Day Over the West by Megan Foley
Yukon River Aurora by D. B. Goman
Two Poems by David Havird
Cretan Love Letter by Emily Linstrom
Holland by Rick Mullin
Fear in Kenya by Kristina Pfleegor
The Lounge Lizard by Ed Shacklee
Two Poems by Sarah J. Sloat
Night Flight by Vicki Stannard
Koinonia Farms by Alina Stefanescu
Thessaloniki, Four a.m. by Anastasia Vassos
Imaginary Oceans by Jason Warren
Two Poems by F. J. Williams

Postcard prose

It’s Salty by Kelly Hill

Travel notes

Anchorage in the Great Land by Karen Benning
The Value of Small Money by Megan Hallinan
Screensaver by Sandra Larson
Thirty Cents by Tommy McAree
Gokarna by Kate McCahill
Going Places by Rachel Miller-Howard
Susanville CA: Notes From The Road by Susan Volchok