Flow

First published in Blithe Spirit 30:3, August 2020, page 68. Originally written in May and June of 2020.

I travel to the well
as Chiyo-ni once did,
who found the well bucket
entangled with morning glory,
going elsewhere for water.

I have no such discovery.
My well gives no water—at best, inspiration,
a muse for poetry.
When the well bucket is entangled
I too go elsewhere,
into the heart, into books,
into a dinner shared with friends,
the pause of my child to show me a daisy—
and the water flows again
from a new source.

I fear a drying up
of the wells
but invite the entanglements
of morning glory.