Lawrence Hall
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Our Antikythera Mechanisms
Chariots of the odds and ends of life
Wooden boxes of bronze mechanisms
By which we navigate the memories
Of all the golden islands of our youth
The hidden anchorages of lost love
And barefoot beaches of youth’s innocence
Beneath bright sunlit hills of wild must grapes
That taste of our desires in dreaming hours
All lost, alas, fallen into the sea
The sea of remembrance, eternally
A poem is itself. So is the self.