Down Forward
“Confined on the ship, from which there is no
escape, the madman is delivered to the river with its thousand arms, the sea
with its thousand roads, to that great uncertainty external to everything. He
is a prisoner in the midst of what is the freest, the openest of routes: bound
fast at the infinite crossroads. He is the Passenger par excellence: that is,
the prisoner of the passage. And the land he will come to is unknown—as is,
once he disembarks, the land from which he comes. He has his truth and his
homeland only in that fruitless expanse between two countries that cannot
belong to him.”
― Michel Foucault, Madness and Civilization: A History of Insanity in the Age of Reason
― Michel Foucault, Madness and Civilization: A History of Insanity in the Age of Reason
The son of Titans
Unsinkable
Brushes the waves
Where embrace tightens
Unthinkable
Daedalus and Icarus
One linked two lands
The other the sun
And the sea waves
Barbiturates
Oblivious air-plane
Carries the fate
of freedom unchosen
Why, how not plain
Sea, land fossiliferous
Observed by Little Prince?
Followed by scavengers
Bound to chase reason
Possession and romance?
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