Looking Through Stone – Poems About the Earth – by Susan Ioannou
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Poet - Susan Ioannou
AQUAMARINE
To mollify sea deities,
ancient lapidaries prescribed
blue amulets carved from aquamarine
whose inner lapping soothed
and as seasoned sailors believed
wore away the dark coast of worry.
Others cast their woes inside the gem,
then soaked it in a little bowl
beneath the waning moon.
Perhaps within a day or two
where crystals cooled and brittled
a six-rayed star would fan and twinkle
love light toward a long marriage,
restore youth, hope, and friends,
or calm a throbbing tooth.
Today Brazilian pegmatites
host the clearest and the bluest,
named (her birthstone) Santa Marias.
A famous one, unearthed in 1910,
was heftier than a bongo drum:
110.5 kilograms
—an amulet with cleansing tears enough
for a thousand sailors
not to drown.
MAGNETOMETRIST
He listens.
The rocks hum
how minerals are drawn to each other
and particles of gold are found
as if they yearned nearby
for sulphides’ love.
He listens,
and they share
their quivering magnetism:
attractions
and repulsions
moving the underworld.
