Wednesday, 6 July 2016

Webber (July)

James Cook followed sealed instructions. Travel west. What first to call land you’ve never seen. Australia arrived. No cities to speak of. Smoke over the hills. July was big south. Natives “quite naked.” James Cook went to Antarctica. Hello grey relentless ocean. Ice naval vest white. He could be buried in it. Deep the swell down rushed for a ship. To smash the water wall was design. They could all be buried. This is the round world. Freezing is normal. Children we visited his dappled Cottage in the Gardens. We bumped our heads on the stable door. No blood drawn. 

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