This poem is taken from PN Review 78, Volume 17 Number 4, March - April 1991.
Three PoemsTHE SEA AT NIGHT
for Michael
The sea at night, all black
yet distinguishable from the sky, all black.
Close above the sea: a vertical sickle
a flame yellow waxing moon -
and right above the moon:
a chrysanthemum yellow star,
the evening star.
All in a straight line -
so we wondered if this happens
every night or once a century,
we wondered while
the sea swayed, the sky shifted
the moon turned, the star slipped
and there was no time
...
The page you have requested is restricted to subscribers only. Please enter your username and password and click on 'Continue'.
If you have forgotten your username and password, please enter the email address you used when you joined. Your login details will then be emailed to the address specified.
If you are not a subscriber and would like to enjoy the 287 issues containing over 11,500 poems, articles, reports, interviews and reviews, why not subscribe to the website today?
If you have forgotten your username and password, please enter the email address you used when you joined. Your login details will then be emailed to the address specified.
If you are not a subscriber and would like to enjoy the 287 issues containing over 11,500 poems, articles, reports, interviews and reviews, why not subscribe to the website today?
