Albert Goldbarth (1976)
and stare out over the edge of this little
dinghy I've named The 4 Percent. Such
a large sea . . .! Such a tiny
motor: this spermtail whipping like crazy . . .!
"The sailor is the sea." How
Zen! I float in my floating.
The body bobs in its life.
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from Writing Poems by Robert Wallace (3rd Edition)
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