Amethyst

Once, at sea in the Caribbean, I came from below and stepped out 
on deck into a world of gloriously saturated amethyst.

—San Juan, 1960

my ship on swells at bobbingdusk
on seas of lavenderglass,
sky’s hue too, a rippleless
undulating mass of liquid glass
as if a sheet of blown cellophane

… as if,   as if,   as if …

just drink, my eyes insist
—I am indistinct and boundless
in this risingfalling amethyst

Jim Culleny
8/9/13

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