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2002-12-9
Capt. Bartholomew �Black Bart� Roberts
B. 1682 Little Newcastle, Wales / D. 2.10.1722 Cape Lopez, West Africa
Cannon Fire
A polished blade parts the eel grass
Excalibur!
But no lady follows.
Barracuda then.
Blink and cast a glance around the deck, where nothing gleams. Boards, lines, fittings, sails: all rusted, mildewed, mermaid-stained, murkiest in sunshine
Laid upon my squandering eyes, a curse.
Of the Great Work (with its continental breadth, its temperate teeming) to pocket only spyglass slices from a vantage point among the shoals.
Pieces of super-8. Dead men�s two bits.
Consolation Site: In praise of popinjays