to the severe
he stood straight
a mast with a sheet
sail around his body,
head tilted leeward
wind through the window
cotton palpitate
he looked part Aeolus
part Odysseus
a swept-together demi-god
yet more man
than before.
the sea between us buffets meó
I am coasts away
and him adrift
mooring severed
sets his course
his face covered by mist and fog.