2250
7.57
27.ii.26
around some unnamed cape
ekphrastic for Girolamo Nerli’s 1890 ‘The Voyagers’
wrapped almost
faceless for the weather
angle at the world to
come
flimsy rail dividing
this sea would fill
the frame
deck is a mirror
awash
sea’s higher than the
ship
but better up here
than rolling bunk
blind
green gill white
knuckle clench either way
hard tweed man, long
of beard
pockets his watch for
safety
who knows what time’s
out here?
he can remember
higher crags
delivers the words of
solace to
or take them for a
mock
all this is so’s to
be gone
all this is to arrive
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