March 4th Birthday Love: Alan Sillitoe

Alan Sillitoe

Out of My Thousand Voices

Out of my thousand voices

I speak with one

To the waves and flying saltfoam,

Flinging the dovetailed words

Of a single voice

At the knife-edged prow

Of the ship unbreakable

That carries her away.

I throw the one remaining voice

Of all my thousand out to sea

And watch it curving

Into the black-paunched water

Like a falling star,

A single word of love

That drops into the grave,

A thousand echoes falling from her ship.

-Alan Sillitoe, born March 4, 1928 in Nottingham, England

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