The Cruise Trilogy
serenely
the voyager's mind
-inside-
floats
turquoise and free
past
a stateroom bunk
painted
to the deck
of
a vessel
registered
in
marinely
palm
and snorkel-clear images
-as advertised-
light
the porthole screen
and
dream beneath the keel
their
wet
subconscious Carib-
being
ocean.
seemingly
under
Bermudic waters
-embedded in soil-
a
rounded world
measures its turning
by
the mind
of
a voyager
asleep.
-
Richard Hacken
