dubrovnik through prufrock

For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons…

coffeespoon

 

 

And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Time to turn back and descend the stair

acmt-steps

 

Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets

stradun-night


And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets…

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and the dooryards…

dooryard

 

and the sprinkled streets,

rainysteps


 

I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

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