rodion
Oct 20, 2011, 02:01 PM
Staircase To the Sea
All is at peace,
And has likely been a recurrence
Of an emptiness, closely keeping,
That has been my unease-
And now near total silence has fallen
As half sunk galleons skirt the shores
Leaning like those partly drunk,
Upon new worlds-
And all drownings in this Sargasso sea
Are like the rise of birds through waves
Those constant revelations of descents
Like shrill broken whistles on the staircase
To the sea.
All is at peace,
And has likely been a recurrence
Of an emptiness, closely keeping,
That has been my unease-
And now near total silence has fallen
As half sunk galleons skirt the shores
Leaning like those partly drunk,
Upon new worlds-
And all drownings in this Sargasso sea
Are like the rise of birds through waves
Those constant revelations of descents
Like shrill broken whistles on the staircase
To the sea.