The One Who Carries Water
May daylight hurry me to this poetry,
my four-hundredth bad shoe verse
limping
with pebbles in the instep.
The blacksmith or the one who carries waters
on their back, does sing themself,
rhyming,
with strong and noble voice.
Achilles' anger and the cause of the grief
that befell the Achaeans,
slipping
back to the futile Aegean waters!
May daylight hurry; I will slay grim monsters:
the math test... chemistry...
triumph
it took my entire life!
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