dunes dunes
veils
veils
“To
Helen” - James Tate
Helen’s not
goddess-like anymore
all the ships rotting en voyage
all backsliding a breakthrough
sterility the cause of rage
or
at least madness
the rivers of paradise
dry as
dunes dunes
veils veils
dunes dunes
veils veils
dunes dunes
veils veils
dunes veils
veils dunes
et cetera.
the fish, by the way, on display
as
beach art
coated with barnacles
and brine,
taste like lightning.
© 2012 – Mark A. Douglas – All Rights
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