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Unquenchable Ontological Thirst

From his book "Blue Lash"

By James Armstrong

We long for pure water—

the blue that looks through us

because we are bottomless—

we long for the wave’s shout of anger

on the old coast of abandoned fires.

We long for the Tyrian purples of the headland

and the torn white banners of the north wind

because our days are without a center—

we go on like damaged propeller

cavitating in the foam.

Source: mmaa.org