Henry Levet (trans.Ti­mothy Adès)

Out­ward Bound (Out­wards)

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In­dian Ocean: Postal Mar­itime: Steam­ing at four­teen knots, the An­drew B. The sun sets in its jammy mess of crime Into this flat, seem­ingly hand-smoothed sea.

Miss Rose­way, who is bound for Ade­laide To her fi­ancé’s Home Sweet Home of sheep, Can’t cure my spleen’s dis­tem­per, I’m afraid, Her lorgnette quizzing at the Lak­shad­weep.

Re­luc­tantly, I shall at­tend the dance This evening: lanterns on the bridge; ro­mance. (I’m part­ner­ing Miss Rose­way, who so­lic­its

For ship­wrecked sailors’ fam­i­lies, in the nicest Pos­si­ble way!) O, may I, in the waltz, Cradling her kid­neys, gen­tly draw her on

To ship­wreck! God will recog­nise his own…

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