I know
a poet
of the Eye
a poet
of the Eye
(surely her eye is more than an Eye )
(her I is eye as in
aye-aye captain
she's a boat~
a ship ~ she's a we)
she goes barefoot ~
(without shoes
the wind
and waves
nearby shout their names
its joyous storm of sea ~)
the wind
and waves
nearby shout their names
its joyous storm of sea ~)
and her earth is cold rainy waves on the Sea ~
ankles caressed by grass ~
O there must be light in her hair too ~
because her feet dance barefoot in the rainy of her town space ~ ringed by mountain
