Bimini (Blue Marlin) Poem
BIMINI – Blue Marlin

For all times, past the season
of the game of fishing,
in between the silences
blue marlin simply swim
in open sea far from land.
They spiral in star sprinkled seas,
spearing schools of sardines
in the blissful notes of water.

And new anthems of Guanahani
score a classical suite:
written in sugar cane fingers
of a young boy
and blown into the lungs
of a silver euphonium,
into the eternity of sound
and silence.