Oh yes, the sea was there looking blue
she was spilling herself into my eyes every morning, early
in the night I felt her calm and and dense
I have swallowed a wave or two
just enough to taste her bitterness
She spanked me joyfully
Oh yes, the sea was there looking blue
She drowned me in her frame-less horizon
honestly, the drunkenness was total
The thirst got stung in a shell
I have denied all the hate skins
The sand covered my shadow
The wave wallowed me, rolled me and silenced me
Oh yes, the sea was there where I have left her….
honestly, the drunkenness was total
The thirst got stung in a shell
I have denied all the hate skins
The sand covered my shadow
The wave wallowed me, rolled me and silenced me
Oh yes, the sea was there where I have left her….
” The Sea from the window ” conveys a sense of disquiet and mystery. The Sea itself as some kind of conscious entity though not altogether a friendly one. ” covered “, ” drowned ” and “silenced ” all carry the implication of lurking menace.
You are right, the sea can be both a source of life and a source of death…Thank you, Louis Kasatkin!
The parting line has some grace,nonetheless !
Thank you, Lokesh Roy!