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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471358" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lady in the Lighthouse</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The raucous starlight could only extemporize<br>The chutzpa of a jocund seafaring crew—<br>That vigor, which ignites the forlorn sailing<br>Which remained unavailable inside the isolation<br>Of a gelid helm, where the walls and ceilings moan<br>Upon blotches of the effulgent full moon<br>Basking upon the hazy floor parquetry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I wrangled with the lullaby of somnolence<br>I self-consciously sever my scrawny aged fingers<br>Groping greedily by the steering wheel, <br>And parceling the immense myriad of tides<br>Of the devouring jaws of the open sea, <br>When I saw, from a sentry, a lady of mystique<br>Her rasping ropy hair wedged the luster<br>Of the illumination clasped by the lighthouse<br>Her billowing nightgown ceaselessly fluttered<br>With the waves that conceived and cradled<br>My seaward yearning, my cloistered flee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She bought a pliant undulant hand in motion<br>Waving and careening, vexing confusion<br>And creating a phantasm in the gloom<br>Hues of her dawdling shadows by the sea<br>That inexorably feigned an optimistic anticipation<br>Upon the achy facet of my moon-paced wondering; <br>An endless sauntering in the ornate mind map, <br>I was enthralled by the harpoons of her expensive<br>Glasgow smile and her vague but arresting eyes<br>That had kissed the ring of the esoteric Capitan<br>And eerily, I had momentarily forgotten<br>The fractions and distractions that never elapsed<br>That had brought me to this nautical wandering<br>And jarringly, I had momentarily ambitioned<br>To dwell with the illustrious delusions<br>That I had unfurled in fortuity, by the sea, <br>In the lighthouse of tangential offerings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lighthouse shivered and cringed in the haze<br>Of a profound astigmatism in my gray eyes<br>Festooned with serrated and slivered hopes<br>And the mirage ebbed away with violent eddies<br>And I, alone and forever, the Capitan<br>Surrendered back into my forlorn searching.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q>
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The chutzpa of a jocund seafaring crew—
That vigor, which ignites the forlorn sailing
Which remained unavailable inside the isolation
Of a gelid helm, where the walls and ceilings moan
Upon blotches o..."></div>
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