The Sea At Night

by Daniel Miller

the sea at night 

the queen of storms 

sends storms 

sends sleepless nights 

sends shipwrecks 

broken dreams

bad dreams

black sun

now dawn 

now clipper ships

with broken masts

limp into port

now bodies

wash up on the beach 

lungs filled with sea

now where was I eyes open 

in the belly 

of a warship 

by a porthole 

watching lightning

split the sky

black waves like cliffs 

how many nights like this

against this current 

for my life 

will we see morning

will I see your face again

the sea just laughs.

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Daniel Miller is a writer. His translation of Andre Breton’s lectures Surrealism in Haiti is coming out this year on Equus Press.

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