On the secret seashore
white like a pigeon
we thirsted at noon;
but the water was brackish.
...
It trembled so, the wind set it sailing
it trembled so, how could it not yield to the wind
far beyond
the sea
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We were happy all that morning
Ο God how happy.
First the stones the leaves and the flowers shone
and then the sun
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Bend if you can to the dark sea forgetting
the flute's sound on naked feet
that trod your sleep in the other, the sunken life.
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In the sea caves
there's a thirst there's a love
there's an ecstasy
all hard like shells
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Just a little more
And we shall see the almond trees in blossom
The marbles shining in the sun
The sea, the curling waves.
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How can you gather together
the thousand fragments
of each person?
What's wrong with the rudder?
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