Between a sea and a sea where the combers meet in the cancellations of their endless breaking between a dream and a dream where the night arrests in eternal waking between two notes of a thracian song where the flute stops and an infinite stillness opens what is it where is it what and where oh sea and dream and song Will the blurred images surging ever fill the abyss toward which they flow Sighing in the long languid tango of their kiss will the lovers on that continually dying wave of sensation ever really know what they know their drift and their expiring between a sea and a sea in the faint starglow? Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org |