Sailor in love
Discharging a cargo of mineral,
during my watch in Baltimore,
my decision critical
either sign off, or stay more.
Her letter came like a thunderbolt,
she writes, she loves me,
mineral cargo turn to gold,
even if it was... nothing can stop me.
__________________________
* Extract from "The Broken Mooring Line", an experiential
poetic work // page c // e-mail: pmataragas@yahoo.com //
Texts and Narration: Odysseus Heavilayias - ROTTERDAM //
Language adjustments and text adaptation: Kellene G Safis - CHICAGO//
Digital adaptation and text editing: Cathy Rapakoulia Mataraga - PIRAEUS
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