Tales of the Phantom Ship
From Top to keel ablaze
It sails the wide northumbrian strait
no-one knows her name.
It’s a ship afire they cry
Hard against the wind it sails
No-one can say why
Lennie Gallant (Breakwater, 1988)
Head priests of a order are buried sitting up with their skeletal hand sticking out of the ground so worshippers can still kiss his hand for a blessing.
Ideas ( Society/ Organization ) | December 31, 2001 |