Aletha
(from a taleweaving)


"It begins with a shipyard..."

And she would have followed him
	taken her ship
		the one she had yet to buy
		across the ocean
		with billowing blue sails
	and they met halfway
			or would have
	but she sat at home
		waiting
		for the urge to pass
		because she'd no idea
		because she'd never learned how to sail
		and it was raining.

	She watched the men go out fishing
	come back with a glistening, slippery catch
		some of them.
	One brought her a necklace of pearls
		found in the fish's gullet
		he said
			if she would believe him.
	She wouldn't accept his gift
			with its strings
		so she traded for it
		a mirror 
			she'd been given by a mermaid
			when she was six.
		He didn't believe her either
				but it was true.	
	And she waited
		until the urge passed to sail
			not because it was a brief longing	
				it lasted
			just because she knew now
		if she left, she'd never find him
		while her sisters married
			settled down and raised salt-scented children
			the boys playing with fish bones and seaweed 
				in the dark.
	Her eldest nephew
		came barefoot 
			running
		he saw a ship on the horizon
			running as though he recognized it
		her eyes recognized it from years before he was born
	So she brushed her hair
		with the mermaid's comb
		and went to court
			because there was a tower there
			and she could watch
				heart pounding
			as we always do
		as her true love returned	

12/03

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