meltwater by Alyssa Martens

Poem title: meltwater
Poet name: by Alyssa Martens
Poem: if you listen— 
be still

		a rhythm begins to stir 

		a waterfall emerges 
		a silent coat

				within ice caves 
				Glacier carves 
				gallery rooms

									this is vast—

do not resurface 

		all this will morph 
		before we make sense—

				touch this
				we enter somewhere 
				soon called a place

				feel these rocks 
				as we are

									this is where change begins:
									in the space we imagine 

can you hear 
End of poem.
Credits and bio: Copyright © Alyssa Martens
Forthcoming in publication elsewhere. 
Alyssa Martens (she/her) is a poet, curator, and writing facilitator living and working on the unceded and ancestral lands of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam), Sḵwx̱wú7mesh (Squamish), and səlilwətaɬ (Tsleil-Waututh) Nations, colonially known as Vancouver, Canada. Originally from São Paulo, Brazil, her work navigates themes of migration, ecological grief, loss, and definitions of home. Her forthcoming debut poetry collection, “all the while, we melt,” mourns the loss of Arctic ecosystems from an eco-feminist worldview. She regularly facilitates poetry and non-fiction writing workshops with audiences of all ages, and has taught creative writing through ThriveYouth Development Canada, Megaphone Magazine, Arts & Health: Healthy Aging through the Arts, Sierra Club BC, the Bolton Academy of Spoken Arts, and the University of British Columbia.