Here you will find the Poem Submerged of poet Lola Ridge
I have known only my own shallows - Safe, plumbed places, Where I was wont to preen myself. But for the abyss I wanted a plank beneath And horizons? I was afraid of the silence And the slipping toe-hold? Oh, could I now dive Into the unexplored deeps of me - Delve and bring up and give All that is submerged, encased, unfolded, That is yet the best.
