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sábado, 18 de agosto de 2007

Today: Epitaph by Eric Pankey

Beyond the traceries of the auroras,


The fires of tattered sea foam,


The ghost-terrain of submerged icebergs;


Beyond a cinder dome's black sands,


Beyond peninsula and archipelago,


Archipelago and far-flung islands,


You have made of exile a homeland,


Voyager, and of that chosen depth, a repose.






The eel shimmers and the dogfish darts,


A dance of crisscrosses and trespasses


Through distillate glints and nacreous silts,


And the sun, like fronds of royal palm


Wind-torn, tossed, lashes upon the wake,


But no lamplight mars or bleaches your realm,


A dark of sediment, spawn, slough, and lees,


Runoff, pitch-black, from the rivers of Psalms.

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