The Ofi Press Magazine

International Poetry and Literature from Mexico City

Anna Leader: 1 Poem Published

Poem by Anna Leader (Luxembourg)

Published in The Ofi Press issue 41

Poem selected by Georgina Mexía-Amador for the Ofi Press/ YPN collaboration competition

 Image: "Ripples of Colour" by Scott Cresswell.





the rising sun


this is a dream: he and i

swim lazy circles in brackish water,

trace pictures in the waves


that don’t dissolve. on the beach

there are two boats; their curved structures

made from thick tusky bones.


it feels strange to step inside

what was an animal. will it float,

i wonder, a boat of bones


and nothing else, but it does float,

and we push away from the shore

with a fat white stick each


that sinks into the gurgling sand.

he pushes his boat toward mine,

to be funny—the bones interlock


like nervous fingers and sigh

themselves some inches down in the water.

i make a face and wave my stick.


he laughs, reminds me this is a dream

and we punt the boats,

slowly, out to the sun.

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