39. ODYSSEUS , JASÓN

39. ODYSSEUS , JASÓN.....

PARTY after ODYSSEUS, JASON .....

The keel will splash a brief distress Sculpted, slight; shrouded with madness and map overturned, Nauta; crown and a chalice in its stony liquor.

Anchor melting the fleece and the longed for Ithaca, in the carved night, Of winged signs. Omens Pelias, Medea Old Harpies and Dragons Stranded, until the Héspero morning.

To the east of the south anchoring the memories Of fierce Centaurs and merry gallops In the fermented mountains of Arcadia Chiron Decorating Wisdom And goodness in the everlasting weary, of an outdated glass.

Boreal guava of hardened wake, Running aground on that disciple or in that new Argonaut. that I will cross the sky illuminated by Canopus. Glory, Love, Deception and Adventure, until the Soledad Agria. From the nebulae a hundred visions of your sailor and faithful drunken Argos.