Archipelago
Define me in a spark of light and mind;
A misty voice I heard when both horns signaled;
The ship heeled to the right and stayed inclined;
frozen is the Archipelago of Finland.
The lighthouse of Henry LePaute arose;
Valassaaret turned grayish in the dusk;
length of the day was seven hours, sea froze,
ship's log of January, twenty-first.
Define me in this grayish absconding light,
devoid was the dusk, cause of the winter ice,
Perhaps you were with our friends in Athens,
The fresh aroma of coffee would suffice.
We wait for the tugboat lights to appear,
Recall you as a student at Penn State,
The blue-white banner and acoustic guitar,
Outside the Eastview Terrace dorm was our first date.
The sea of Kvarken in the winter is usually frozen,
A wind from the Black Pines sweeps the island shores;
Vertical slopes elevate above the ocean,
And all this icy emptiness abhors.
The Ship's side turned to the tide and the bilge,
has risen disproportional from brines,
hence now she rides inclined on white vast fields,
the numbing feeling of cold and rock shrines.
The red light of the tug flashes, still so distant,
approaches slow; the ice on our Captain's brows,
makes me wonder if the snow's contrivance,
will guide us where Charon endows.
Define me in a spark of light and mind;
a misty voice I heard when horns signaled;
the Ship heeled to the right and stayed inclined
frozen is the Archipelago of Finland.
© 03-01-2013,
Georgios Venetopoulos, All Rights Reserved
(rhyme)
Define me in a spark of light and mind;
A misty voice I heard when both horns signaled;
The ship heeled to the right and stayed inclined;
frozen is the Archipelago of Finland.
The lighthouse of Henry LePaute arose;
Valassaaret turned grayish in the dusk;
length of the day was seven hours, sea froze,
ship's log of January, twenty-first.
Define me in this grayish absconding light,
devoid was the dusk, cause of the winter ice,
Perhaps you were with our friends in Athens,
The fresh aroma of coffee would suffice.
We wait for the tugboat lights to appear,
Recall you as a student at Penn State,
The blue-white banner and acoustic guitar,
Outside the Eastview Terrace dorm was our first date.
The sea of Kvarken in the winter is usually frozen,
A wind from the Black Pines sweeps the island shores;
Vertical slopes elevate above the ocean,
And all this icy emptiness abhors.
The Ship's side turned to the tide and the bilge,
has risen disproportional from brines,
hence now she rides inclined on white vast fields,
the numbing feeling of cold and rock shrines.
The red light of the tug flashes, still so distant,
approaches slow; the ice on our Captain's brows,
makes me wonder if the snow's contrivance,
will guide us where Charon endows.
Define me in a spark of light and mind;
a misty voice I heard when horns signaled;
the Ship heeled to the right and stayed inclined
frozen is the Archipelago of Finland.
© 03-01-2013,
Georgios Venetopoulos, All Rights Reserved
(rhyme)
