STARRY WISDOM (to the memory of Curtis Harrington)
Don’t you find the sea enchanting? Dear, can’t you hear what the surf is saying? Speaking spells of starry wisdom Telling us tales of full-moon sailors And full-moon white, these starry sailors They waltz through fog down empty boardwalks Haunt midways dark, find haunted lovers They chase vague skirts around strange corners Down to the waves, here comes the sea Don’t you find the sea enchanting? Dear, can’t you hear what the surf is singing? Singing songs of starry wisdom That calls vague skirts around strange corners and Down to the waves, here comes the sea To sing its songs to you and me Don’t you find the sea enchanting?