Beyond Fifty fathoms

Beyond fifty fathoms
by john clare

from the shore to far away
beyond the time of gloam
the equinox between the night
and the day
Half a heart for home
Half a heart to roam
the symmetry defines
a double bladed shaft
crafts of graceful lines
places sought so vast
Half a urge to hurry
Half a urge to tarry
gleams from soft glowing
roiling to rippled surroundings
the nearer to the far I go
behind fades shattered sounds
Half way to gone
Half way to alone
upon the thin point of time
i pause before going beyond far
to cut upon the trot line
setting the guardian of far free
Half the line swings
Half the line sinks
too soon the paddle scrapes
the near shore from far
shattered sounds i had escaped
rising stench from a rotting gar
Half his body bone
Half his body gone
Half of me home
Half of me gone.