Black rock, calm sea.
He hears and is,
but he can want
a skin's limits;
he can cull longing,
set it on a crag,
and weep because he can
have it, he can have that, too.

Carrie Etter
London resident and American expatriate since August 2001,CARRIE ETTER expects to finish her Ph.D. in English for the University of California, Irvine this year and has poems in current or forthcoming issues of Barrow Street, Poetry Review (UK), Poetry Salzburg Review, Salamander, Seneca Review, Shearsman (UK), The Times Literary Supplement, and other journals.