Poem 072, Sonnet 28: This Is The Sea Poem by Samer Madbak

This is the sea, the sea of mystery.
The main of cloudy hopes and crimson sighs
This is the wingèd soul of agony
This is the godhood of my memories

This is the girdler of veracity,
The ignorant encompasser of all
The deep that nurtured my necrophagy
The wisdom uttered in my rigmarole

Behold! This is the rheumy fantasy
The livid heart, the mirror of the moon,
The craver for the womb of destiny
The dormant seeker in the sober swoon.

This is the sea, what was and what will be,
This is all that is, this is only me!


Beirut
March 10th 1990