Edward Lee

In Dreams

I wake from a forgotten dream
with the taste of salt
heavy in my saliva, and
the smell of seaweed
deep in my nose.

Did I almost drown
in my sleep, or
find a floating peace
so far unattainable
in the waking world.
Each day stretches cruelly
before me like a promise broken
before it is sworn.

Edward Lee is from Dublin, Ireland. His poetry, short stories, non-fiction and photography have been published in magazines in Ireland, England, and America, including The Stinging Fly, Skylight 47, Acumen, and Smiths Knoll.  His debut poetry collection, Playing Poohsticks On Ha’Penny Bridge, was published in 2010. Lee also makes musical noise under the names Ayahuasca Collective, et al. See more at his website: edwardlee.wordpress.com.