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-         Des Dillon (U.K.)

Clear air bends the night and stars

curve into the black troughs of water

where my tiny boat is a dark unblinking eye

drifting through universes so that I can’t

tell if it’s the sky or the sea lapping at my prow.

On the second night I prayed loud to endless gods

answered by cold ripples of desolation.

On my third night that southern ocean fell calm.


I sliced through the broad silver plate of the moon

coming to rest upon the soundless belt of Orion

where my heart became the all hearing ear

for the absolute lonesomeness of being.

No fish, no birds, no wind, no rain. I float

sans time, sans space, sans faith, sans hope.