You want to understand the electric nature of the ocean

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The armored stalactite that breaks as it walks?

You enquire about the kingfishers feathers,

You question me about the wicked tusk of the narwhal,

spines?

the only thing caught, a fish trapped in九九藏书网side the wind.

I am nothing but the empty net which has gone on ahead

bell? What is it waiting for?

hard and shiny, made the jellyfish full of light

and untied its knot, letting its musical threads fall

Or youve found in the cards a new question touching on

is endless as t99lｉb•nｅｔhe sand, impossible to count, pure,

and among the blood-colored grapes time has made the

I want to tell you the ocean knows this, that life in its

the endless star,

of the sea anemone, and youll deal that to me now?

Translated by Robert Bly

his golden feet?

on the timid gl９９ｌib•nｅtobe of an orange.

I reply, the ocean knows this.

and in my net, during the night, I woke up naked,

and I reply by describing

the crystal architecture

You ask me whom the Macrocystis alga hugs in its arms?

I tell you it is waiting for time, like you.

in the deep places like a thr99liｂ•ｎetead in the water?

which tremble in the pure springs of the southern tides?

of fingers accustomed to the triangle, longitudes

from a horn of plenty made of infinite mother-of-pearl.

Study, study it, at a certain hour, in a certain sea I know.

I walked around as you do, investigating

Youv九九藏书e asked me what the lobster is weaving there with

how the sea unicorn with the harpoon in it dies.

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The hook of the angler fish, the music stretched out

of human eyes, dead in those darknesses,

You say, what is the ascidia waiting for in its transparent