If I Could Come Back
by Tricia Knoll
If I could come back
I used to imagine
coyote or crow — single-file
ants or web-weavers.
That changed in the war tide.
Now for me it’s squid
three green hearts
short-lived (come round again fast
I’m out-of-here escape in ink
no more blowhards, suicide bombers
tyrants, bigots or pigs.
I am out of here –
writing memoir on the sea scrolls.
IMAGE: “Squid and ink” by Bakufu Ohno (1940).
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Lots of times people imagine reincarnation. It can be an icebreaker at a party . . . a wishful lament. Mine here reflects my affection for the northern Oregon coast. This poem is from my poetry collection, Ocean’s Laughter.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Tricia Knoll is an Oregon poet. Her poetry collections include Ocean’s Laughter (Aldrich Press, 2016) and a chapbook Urban Wild (Finishing Line Press, 2014). Visit her at triciaknoll.com.
AUTHOR’S PHOTO CAPTION: If I don’t come back as a sea creature, then perhaps as a tree. Photo taken in my backyard ( June 2016