Experiment 13
The Leader
The Leader
Winds foil and stars bewilder,
Food dwindles, time wears;
His ship's company will not be harmonised,
Wrangle, confound his ears
With dissident voices;
But the lookout utters no cry:
Moonstruck floundering water
Heaves greenly by.
While one faction badgers the devil
And others browbeat the lord,
He has scope to be Superman, startle
The snarling rabble he has aboard
With sudden boon of mountains;
But the lookout utters no cry:
Ironic horizon
Underlines a blank sky.
Katherine O'Brien.