More from this week’s Featured Poet A J Odasso
You can see yesterday’s poem, Nine Things Oracles Do, here. Interview tomorrow — in the meantime, enjoy!
We set sail from Amsterdam Harbor sometime
in September, or it might have been August—
I can’t remember. These signs, images,
and floaty sea-birds begin to blur
into fearful, restless oblivion.
Sharper still is the sheer dizziness
of steep, winding stairs deep in the heart
of that ageless brick haven: free-standing
wonder mortared with memory and loss
sifted from the whispering canals,
which I skirted with weary steps on stone
that could not take the weight of our dreaming.
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