|    By 
        Melissa Petrakis 
       
      The lips are kept 
        pressed closed 
        to open the mouth now 
        would let the salt water 
        enter. 
      Gone are the long days 
        the early dawns and 
        delayed nightfalls 
        of commencement. 
      Gone are the days 
        of being toe-deep 
        being heel 
        and ankle only 
        deep in liquid. 
      The limbs have lightened 
        but slowed, 
        everything slowed 
        movement freed somewhat 
        from gravity. 
      No longer the giddy splashing 
        envious of 
        strong strokes in others, 
        no longer the anxious 
        and furtive diving. 
      No longer the process 
        of building up form, 
        the gratifying 
        and humbling task 
        of earnest repetition. 
      No longer the giddy splashing 
        the watching others, envious 
        gone are the long days 
        toe, heel and ankle 
        deep in water. 
      
        
      Melissa 
        Petrakis is a poet, playwright 
        and artist based in Melbourne, 
        Australia. Her poetry has 
        been published in arena 
        magazine, Centoria, Dan 
        Poets, Hobo, Meanjin, Moving 
        Out Moving On: Poems of 
        Dislocation, Postgraduate 
        Review(University of Melbourne), 
        SideWaLK, tiny epics. Her 
        first book of poetry ;The 
        Naked Muse; (Domain Press) 
        was published in 2001; her 
        second book ;Attic Dweller; 
        (also Domain) was published 
        in 2002. She can be contacted 
        via melissapetrakis@email.com 
        , and welcomes general comment 
        and, of course, book orders.  |