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“How many times,
How many times,
On the grey sea,
The sea combed
By the wind
Like a wilderness
Of woman’s hair,
Have we longed,
Lost in nostalgia,
For the sweetness
Of homecoming.”

“In the hospitality of war
We left them their dead
As a gift to remember us by.”

“Against the wall, fists on hips,
They leaned in a fish-net of shadow.”

"Their lives
Held in the arms
Of the waves."

“Fields fattened
By corpses.”

“And I, alone in the dark,
I was promised the light.”

“You bring home
A bright evil.”

“We crossed a harvest of our dead.”