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alone, unfaceted and fine. |
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A diver is my love |
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(and I am his, if I am not deceived) |
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who takes one breath above, for every hour below the sea; |
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who gave to me a jewel |
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worth twice this woman's life (but would cost her less |
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than laying at low tide, |
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to see her true love phosphoresce). |
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And in an infinite regress: |
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Tell me, why is the pain of birth |
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lighter borne than the pain of death? |
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I ain't saying that I loved you first, |
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but I loved you best. |
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I know we must abide |
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each by the rules that bind us here: |
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the divers, and the sailors, and the women on the pier. |
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But how do you choose your form? |
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How do you choose your name? |
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How do you choose your life? |
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How do you choose the time you must exhale and kick, and rise? |
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And in an infinite capsize: |
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Like a bull tearing down the coast, |
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double hulls bearing double masts– |
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I don't know if you loved me most, |
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but you loved me last. |
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Recall the word you gave: |
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to count your way across the depths of this arid world, |
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where you would yoke the waves, |
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and lay a bed of shining pearls! |
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I dream it every night: |
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the ringing of the pail, |
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the motes of sand dislodged, |
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the shucking, quick and bright; |
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the twinned and cast-off shell reveal a single heart of white. |
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And in an infinite backslide: |
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Ancient border, sink past the West, |
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like a sword at the bearer's fall. |
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I can't claim that I knew you best, |
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but did you know me at all? |
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A woman is alive! |
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A woman is alive; |
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you do not take her for a sign |
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in nacre on a stone, |
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And never will I wed. |
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I'll hunt the pearl of death to the bottom of my life, |
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and ever hold my breath, |
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till I may be the diver's wife. |
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See how the infinite divides |
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and the divers are not to blame |
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for the rift, spanning distant shores. |
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You don't know my name, |
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But I know yours. |