ON MY DEATH V5
May the distant sky, receding,
Farther, farther in the sea,
And the line of the horizon, bleeding
One more summer from infinity,
May that island out there, never far,
Bar the clouds that come and go
And sleep in river underneath a star;
May these puzzles tilt and flow
Over all the torches in the night,
Over all the dark that world’s pit
Against soft breezes in the light -
Whatever graves the planet tries to fit
On its dying continental shelf
Drown, and mix, and swell the beaches with myself.
November 19th and 28th, Lanikai
December 1st and 2nd, Kailua
2010