Walcott, Omeros:
She touched both worlds with her rainbow, this frail dancer
leaping the breakers, this dart of the meridian.She could loop the stars with a fishline, she tired
porpoises, she circled epochs with her outstretched span;
she gave a straight answer when one was required,she skipped the dolphin’s question, she stirred every spine
of a sea-egg tickling your palm rank with the sea;
she shut the ducts of a starfish, she was the mind-messenger, and her speed outdarted Memory.
