Odysseus and the Sirens
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Life of a Flotilla of Ducks
There's never no wave. The trough
Is a part of the preceding,
Receding crest and also
Part of the gathering rush.
The wave hits and it passes.
Afterwards, they say, just ducks.
No after, just between us.
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