Is It In These Bottomless Nights That

And From That Time On I Bathed In The Poem Of The Sea, Star-infused And Churned Into Milk, Devouring The Green Azures; Where, Entranced In Pallid Flotsam, A Dreaming Drowned Man Sometimes Goes Down.

I May Die Of Earthly Love, Or Of Devotion.

I Went Out Under The Sky, Muse! And I Was Your Vassal.

And From Then On, I Bathed In The Poem Of The Sea, Star-infused, And Opalescent, Devouring Green Azures

I Understand, And Not Knowing How To Express Myself Without Pagan Words, I’d Rather Remain Silent