‘Between our hopes and the island harbour’ … poems
The sea has circled me in my reading – through whorls of beauty like Lucía Estrada’s ‘jellyfish, wide-open’ in ‘Medusa’ and Tristan Tzara’s ‘tender water of sleep offered around’ (see below). The ocean is in the poems I’ve explored but also in the novels and non-fiction I’ve been reading. I am thirsty for the sea’s
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