Ithaca 1

I did not hear you,
could not hear you,
I was standing on the shore once more at Ithaca,
wondering if I’d ever sail again,
and if so when,
and then where to,
to do the things I always had a mind to do.

Nonsense too,
plain nonsense too,
like all the other dreams
I might have shared with you.

Succeed or fail I raise the sail
for one last voyage,
our dreams to meet out in the deeps
not here remain.

No victory won nor glory gained
by resting more,
nor gazing back towards the twilit shores of Ithaca.

[first posted 10 April 2014]

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