Black Out Poem: Herman Melville’s Moby Dick – The Chase by Amy Sparks

 

Allowing little space

for the light to spread

Night

Through night

Confidence acquired by

Great natural geniuses

swim for time

Out of sight

Losing sight of coast

He desires to return again

But at some further point

Like this compass

And takes the bearing of the cape

Night obscures

Through the darkness

The coast hunter’s skill

As the mighty iron in their hands

Lightly say of it

The ship tore on

Leaving such as furrow in the sea as when

Canon-ball misspent

Becomes a ploughshare

And turns up

This swift of deck

And tangles the heart

This ship and I are two brave fellows!

Some one take me on the sea

That leaves no dust behind

Right ahead! Was now the mast-head cry

I knew it – ye can’t escape

Blow on and split

The mad fiend himself is after ye!

Blow your trump

Blister your lungs!

Ahab will dam off your blood

As a miller shuts his water gate upon the stream!

Like old wine

Pale fears and forebodings some have felt before

These were not only now kept out of sight.

 

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