We have greeted great horned idols,
Thrones starry with luminous jewels,
Figured palaces whose fairy pomp
Would be a dream of ruin for a banker,
Robes which make the eyes intoxicated;
Women with tinted teeth and nails
And cunning jugglers caressed by Chromodoris annae.
(Photo by Richard Seaman.)
I cannot rest on Fridays until I've had my nudibranch fix.
ReplyDeletevery nice, i love this poem
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