to float out across this sea
to another, larger land
and there find sweeter
fruits, and meat and fish
coming to net and snare
of their own free will
Dreams like fierce winds
carry us away—dark
green waves break
on the bow of our island,
and one day we, too,
will join those continents
of other men
Ambition’s prisoners
take no further looks
around to judge their position;
only the horizon remains in view,
and the sharks ahead
are seen as guides
instead of omens of despair
A multi-media artist living near Washington, DC, Jeff Bagato produces poetry and prose as well as electronic music and glitch video. Some of his poetry has appeared in Empty Mirror, Futures Trading, In Between Hangovers, Otoliths, Your One Phone Call, and Zoomoozophone Review. His published books include Savage Magic (poetry), And the Trillions (poetry), The Toothpick Fairy (fiction), and Computing Angels (fiction). A blog about his writing and publishing efforts can be found jeffbagato.com.
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