The other Oyle is prest out
of the dried Cocus, which is called Copra
Deep down
on the lower level,
beneath the sea-green
breakers, we walk on our head.
At night we dream
of parakeets in palms;
brown-bronze women
dance on yellow sand.
Yesterday we piloted
a silver schooner
through the archipelago
and traded Gaugins
for copra.
We serve the sea-spider;
we breathe through gills.
Tomorrow we hide
in a coral niche
and count starfish
with tattooed eyes.
About Me
- kwh
- is the author of four novels, "Vogel Flies South," "Vogel and the White Bull," "Cave Gossip, and "Grimoire of Stone: A Romance of Water;" and two books of poetry, "Petroglyphs," and "Sea-Snails on a Black Chow’s Tongue or, a Castaway’s Poems in a Bottle." He divides his time between Frankfurt am Main, Germany and Dallas, Texas. In 2009, his portal fantasy novel, "Okeanus," was a semi-finalist in the Amazon/Penguin Breakthrough novel contest. He is currently writing short stories set in an alternate history, code-named: La Ciudad, and working on a new series. The first novel, "The Grimoire of Stone," is finished and available from Amazon.com. His next novel "Attis Chapel" is a Heinleinian space opera with Lovecraftian motifs. Set in his La Ciudad series, it further develops the background begun in "Grimoire of Stone."
2 comments:
I seem to recall reading this before. Have I?
I love the image of counting starfish with tattooed eyes.
I like the use of alliteration woven through her hair at times and the image of 'count starfish with tattooed eyes' will be an image that stays with me FOREVER!
Well done, you.
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