Naos and the Sea

 

He can only look so long at the sea from his shut window.

The soundless agitation too slow to be broken glass,

          too slow to find a figure or a word in all those reckless lines.

When he opens the window, it is only water out there.

That, and the sudden taste of salt from a dream.

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Naos and the Philosopher

Naos and the Sea

Naos and the Spirit Picture

Naos Explains Attraction

Naos Explains Imagination

Naos Explains Love

Naos Explains What Is Left

Naos Explains Neglect

Naos Explains Night

Naos Explains Remorse

Naos Explains Shame

Naos Explains Stubbornness

Naos Explains the Unrequited

Naos Explains Worry

Naos to the Young Man

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