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Oct/Nov 2001 • Poetry |
Compass
(After Barbara Partyka's Naked Man Drawing)
I want to be Vasco De Gama on your body--
to sail your eastern hemisphere,
to trace your map with my fingers,
know only the certainty that wherever my journey ends
is where I'm supposed to be.I want to get lost in your Arabian Sea,
yield to approaching vessels
and jump off my own ship
only to have your compass guide me
back to familiar waters.
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