On the bluff slowly
Being eaten away, rows
Of tenacious red and white
Laurels holding fast against
A calling, rippling blue
Sea.
--Vromoneri, Greece, August 6, 2009
new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Maximum Serenity Facility
Location: Vromoneri (Stinky Water), Messinias, overlooking the Ionian Sea--7 km south of Marathopolis-- this is where the two inmates were incarcerated for two days and forced every morning to descend some 75 steep, harrowing steps to a pebble beach and swim in the incredibly clear waters until exhausted, then made to climb back up in the early afternoon for a meager lunch consisting of a Greek village salad, wine, and fresh smelt caught by the warden a few hours earlier. Afterwards, a siesta, two hours of reading and/or writing and back down the steps again for another swim. In the evening, reading and/or writing, a light supper, and interrogation carried out by the warden under the light of an incredibly large August moon--pure torture, I tell you; honestly, I don't know how they survived the ordeal. Next time, the warden should definitely consider prolonging the period of confinement.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
AWOL
From 1800 hrs Wednesday, August 5th to 1800 Friday, August 7th unless caught and brought back earlier.
Monday, August 3, 2009
In the Deep Blue Sea
You write:
the ink grew less,
the sea increases.
--George Seferis
If to fathom is to see,
To come to understanding after
Taking your breath in and holding it
While diving deep, what
Did coming up for air mean?
the ink grew less,
the sea increases.
--George Seferis
If to fathom is to see,
To come to understanding after
Taking your breath in and holding it
While diving deep, what
Did coming up for air mean?
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