interested13563 54M
985 posts
9/27/2005 8:07 pm

Last Read:
5/9/2006 4:21 pm


We, without doubt, almost arrived at our destination
even though we sank in the sea of Kyrineia
in front of the harbor.
Chalkideis and Elpinor have not heard of our demise,
and they, the destitute, praise us for our fortune,
that, strong and prosperous, in Kyrineia, we now live.
The ship sunken, with all its crew, outside the wave-breaker,
wraps, with its wet shroud, our old desire.
Thoughts only have been left of us - horrid corpses.
But we, the fools, still claim that in Kyrineia
we almost have arrived.


This was inspired by the archeological
discovery of an ancient boat, sunk in front
of the harbor of Kyrineia. It is the only
poem of mine that actually appeared in a
journal, albeit an obscure one (I have never
pursued publication). The picture is
entitled "Closing Horizons".


Copyright 2005 by interested13563

Priapeo 48M

9/28/2005 3:14 am

Whenever I read verse about drowning I always remember two things: the famous Those are pearls that were his eyes and the deeply touching Eliot's Phlebas who "forgot the cry of gulls and the deep seas swell/and the profit and loss"

There's always something strongly elegiac in death by water, you played upon archetypes here.

Never argue with an idiot. He brings you down to his level then beats you with experience

interested13563 54M
2557 posts
9/28/2005 7:41 am

Indeed, priap. The emphasis is on the cynical "almost"
in the style of Cavafy.

rm_FreeLove999 48F
16127 posts
9/29/2005 4:10 am

arrival is always an "almost"...

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goddessofbitches 42M/34F

9/29/2005 10:51 am

That is so sad. To almost be home and to not make it.

I heard somewhere that a high percentage of accidents happen 2 miles from someone's home.


Always The Bitch

interested13563 54M
2557 posts
9/29/2005 4:27 pm

Indeed, FreeLove and Mandy, the worst is when you
are so close and yet cannot reach - and it is almost
always an "almost there".

interested13563 54M
2557 posts
10/2/2005 5:26 pm

Waggy: Thanks for reading. There are indeed shades
of T. S. Eliot but more than that there is the heavy
shadow of C. P. Cavafy, my favorite poet. I did the
painting too, for what it's worth...

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