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of salt water under parched pink clouds
of lithium powder and sunset blues,
I arose.
No longer hiding from the angry storms,
I stretch out naked on the shore, exposed
to the rain and sun amidst baptisms
of salt and sand.
Cleansed of sin as I anoint my own brow,
before the infinite White waves, changing
with the rise and fall of so much hot air,
I stand.
The sun emerges from behind the tempest
as a shipwrecked man on a strange shore
without solid ground, building on pebbles
feels free
That’s spot-on. One of the most important aspects of that poem was the need to escape from my surroundings, with its political and rhetorical stressors. God, when I wrote this poem, I was fed up with arrogant, puffed-up American ideals, and I wanted to retreat from my surroundings. The final lines of this poem are a tribute to Matthew Arnold’s "Dover Beach."
I never thought I’d get a response to this. Thanks for the encouragement. 🙂
Cleansed of sin as I anoint my own brow,
before the infinite White waves, changing
with the rise and fall of so much hot air,
I stand.
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