A Sloop of Amber slips away
Upon an Ether Sea,
And wrecks in Peace a Purple Tar,
The Son of Ecstasy —
A Sloop of Amber slips away
Upon an Ether Sea,
And wrecks in Peace a Purple Tar,
The Son of Ecstasy —
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I wonder why this is distressing. Doesn’t it seem like a lovely dream? The amber sloop that bore the sailor (the tar) to ecstacy where he now rests in its afterglow?
It is a great poem but little distressing if you think about it.
this poem is so pretty but can someone tell me what it means before i put it on this story i’m writing?