THE BOAT WAS PACKED FULL Poem by Miroslav Kirin
THE BOAT WAS PACKED FULL
THE BOAT WAS PACKED FULL,
the coast deserted, soon to be lost from sight.
We were rowing for hours,
we were departing and arriving.
It was a useless job,
it seemed that time stood still.
Yet, we sailed into
the heart of a new land.
And someone has
already been there:
a boat brimming with blood,
bobbing in the dead calm of the sea.
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