Today

today

 

i lived once on ithaca

a blue upon a green

 

walked to town

slept in the sea

knelt at seasons

 

i remember the beach

on an isolated morn

where undiluted

i suspended disbelief

 

the road to levki

was arced and dry

a contradiction

alongside cobalt blue

 

being was word

phrased life

 

i felt the earth shake here

with quaking dread

like innocence escaping

held my ears to ground

while fright became

 

i deeped under cool salt

tear-tasted

until i was ithaki

skipped among stones

till the stones

were tired

 

breathing and soon

breathing again

 

i eat the milk

of feta goats

and loved

the layered moon

upon the flattened wet

 

i left one day

upon a boat

watching a red scarf

waving at vathi

and never return

until today