Wednesday, July 11, 2012

SEASCAPE AT SAINTES MARIES DE LA MER (VAN GOGH)
















#73

The ocean is the solution of time
And for a billion years it has dissolved
Itself into itself, into hours so fine
Eternity is perfectly resolved.
The sea reflects a sky the sky can't be,
A version of a face we recognize,
Inverted, what a broken mirror sees,
A lovely woman without any eyes.
The sails of fishing craft traverse the sun
And leave some wind to calibrate the waves.
As men haul nets over the horizon,
The day dives slowly into its deep grave.
We stand and watch it all from sea-wracked beach,
A universe that's ours, beyond our reach.