Friday, December 26, 2014

The Sea


Calmly    the    wearied     seamen 

rest  beneath  their  own  blue  sea

The      ocean        solitudes       are

blessed    for     there     is     purity

Earth has guilt - the  earth has care

unquiet     are     its     graves    and

peaceful   sleep   is   never    there*




*Intersections: Poetry&Mathematics—A square: the number of syllables in a line equals the number of lines, 7x7. 
Thought from Nathaniel Hawthorne


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