tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9114296535991192117.post2934777837031933972..comments2024-02-05T16:39:59.310+08:00Comments on The Tao That Can Be Named...: POEM: "To My Future Lover (2)"Rob Schacknehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03472139702551957034noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9114296535991192117.post-48659977915908923482012-01-19T07:35:10.980+08:002012-01-19T07:35:10.980+08:00Reading a novel called "Bright And Distant Sh...Reading a novel called "Bright And Distant Shores" featuring sailing adventures around arched archipelagos in the Western Pacific. A few lines which reminded me of the pilot's meanderings in your poem:<br /><br />"Introspection was unavoidable at sea. The immense sightlines had a way of turning a man inwards. Up in the rigging, Owen watched a progression of coral atolls and sawAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com