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)
Perhaps divinations, if strong enough, can actually change the future, instead of predicting it.
Ideas ( System ) | December 9, 2002 |