Friday, September 11, 2009

The sea wind sways over the endless oceans -




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The sea wind sways over the endless oceans -
spreads its wings night and day
rises and sinks again
over the desolate swaying floor of the immortal ocean.
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Now it is nearly morning
or it is nearly evening
and the ocean wind feels in its face - the land wind.
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Clockbuoy toll morning and evening psalms,
the smoke of a coalboat
or the smoke of a tar-burning phoenician ship faces away at the
horizons.
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The lonely jellyfish who has no history rocks around with
burning blue feet.
It's nearly evening now or morning.
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~ Harry Martinson
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