She puts us in that glass-bottomed boat and then takes us not only on a physical and well described journey but also on a philosophical journey- she is especially well suited for that task, she and that remarkably original pen of hers. She knows well what imagination is:
He wants to sail, sail, sail,
not putter
through the world.
& so do we,
so do we,
wishing for the freedom
of the fish
beneath the reef,
wishing for the crevices
of sunken ship
with its rusted eyeholes,
its great ribbed hull,
its rotted rudder,
its bright propeller
tarnishing beneath the sea.
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She puts us in that glass-bottomed boat and then takes us not only on a physical and well described journey but also on a philosophical journey- she is especially well suited for that task, she and that remarkably original pen of hers. She knows well what imagination is: He wants to sail, sail, sail, not putter through the world. & so do we, so do we, wishing for the freedom of the fish beneath the reef, wishing for the crevices of sunken ship with its rusted eyeholes, its great ribbed hull, its rotted rudder, its bright propeller tarnishing beneath the sea.