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Sailors are the wings of love<\/strong><\/p>\n Sailors are the wings of love, The vivacious happiness poured into our veins Yes, a sailor is the sea, aimless body drowning in his blond.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Sergio A. Ortiz<\/strong> is the founding editor of Undertow Tanka Review<\/em>. His collections of Tanka, For the Men to Com<\/em>e (2014), and From Life to Life (2014) were released by Amazon.\u00a0 He\u2019s a two time Pushcart nominee and a four time Best of the Web nominee.\u00a0 His poems have been publish in over four hundred journals and anthologies.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Sailors are the wings of love Sailors are the wings of love, the mirrors of love, the sea is their companion and their eyes are blond the same as love which is as blond as love itself, just like his eyes. The vivacious happiness poured into our veins Is also blond, identical […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12018","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12018","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12018"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12018\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12020,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12018\/revisions\/12020"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12018"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12018"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12018"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nthe mirrors of love,
\nthe sea is their companion
\nand their eyes are blond the same as love
\nwhich is as blond as love itself, just like his eyes.<\/p>\n
\nIs also blond,
\nidentical to the skin beginning to appear:
\ndon\u2019t let them leave because they smile
\nlike freedom,
\nblinding upright light over the sea.<\/p>\n
\nan amorous blond sea whose presence is a chant.
\nI don\u2019t want the concrete city,
\nI desire only the sea swarming with water,
\naimless vessel,<\/p>\n