Typewriter Series #180 by Tyler Knott Gregson
It was rough sailing today, but each day my boat brings me closer.
Posts tagged "sea"
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Question everything, like
Shaving your legs and
Running that marathon.
Go for a long walk the
Morning after, and
count all of the Robins.
And when the sea mist rolls in,
yes, you will cry, and
Think on oblivion.
For each time you will be
a bit braver, and
a bit less hesitant.
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You’ve seen the sun flatten and take strange shapes just before it sinks in the ocean. Do you have to tell yourself every time that it’s an illusion caused by atmospheric dust and light distorted by the sea, or do you simply enjoy the beauty of it?John Steinbeck, Sweet Thursday
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I knew that he had assassinated the sea, for his hands were stained blue.Rafael Pérez Estrada, from “Chronicle of the Rain,” trans. Steven J. Stewart
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You do not know what the water means.
And what about the fish in the boat?
Memories start to slip at the seams:
Fear the day you stop trying to float.
And what about the fish in the boat?
Shuddering, gasping and far from home.
Fear the day you stop trying to float,
Free memories they deny you own.
Shuddering, gasping and far from home,
The water is not your only foe.
Free memories they deny you own,
If you believe it, it shall be so.
The water is not your only foe,
Memories start to slip at the seams,
If you believe it, it shall be so.
You do not know what the water means.
In this world, shipmates, sin that pays its way can travel freely, and without a passport; whereas Virtue, if a pauper, is stopped at all frontiers.
Moby Dick illustrated by Maaike Verwijs :: via maaikeverwijs.com
