johnson-ulysses

March 28, 2025

The hull of the knife and the surf
of our hurting

The outrigger of the bullet and the whitecaps
of our mistakes

The Commander of Suicide
and the archipelago
of the mirror

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“

I looked and saw a sea
roofed over with rainbows,
In the midst of each
two lovers met and departed;
Then the sky was full of faces
with gold glories behind them.

“

Ezra Pound

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