The White Cape II

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This ancient
Question is posed
On moonlit nights
To sailors in Corfu
By the sea goddess
Whom they must
Propitiate
With the correct
Answer
Or risk
Calamity


Nowadays
The sons of
Lefkimiot fishermen
Are to be found
Towing
Bubbly
Adenoidal
Teens
From Nuneaton
And Runcorn
Behind speedboats
On Doughnuts
Or
Crazy Sofas
For ten euros
A go


After dark
The young visitors
Throng the noisy
Streets of Kavos
Imbibing
Mystery Drinks
Until they expel
Their gastric
Contents
Via the pylorus
And esophagus
Past tonsils
And uvula
Up Up Up
And out
Into the
Squill-scented
Sage-bruised
Night

The kamaki boys
Now make
Their move
And whisper
Sweet nothings
Into the ipod-
Plugged lugholes
Of laughter-loving
Sharon
Night-loving
Tina
And
Heavenly
Donna
Who are whisked
Off on noisy
Motorbikes
To a deserted
Moonlit beach
To perform
The rites of
Aphrodite
With Spiro,
Stavros and
Vangelis;
Flapping
On the
Sand
Like
Harpooned
Tuna,
The girls
Are
Lost in
Their
Lusty
Lustrations;
Protected
By latex
From
Diploid
Zygosis;




Protected
By ikons
Of St Spyridon
The whiskery
Fishermen
Risk the wine-
Dark Ionian
Waters
In sturdy
Blue-eyed
Varkas
And hunt
For octopus
With tridents
And lamps
Waiting
Patiently
For the day
When
The last teen
Staggers away
From the final
Foam party
To leave
The
White
Cape
To the
Ambient
Susurrus
Of
Surf
And
Cicada

In a
Few years
The bi-metal Euro
Will fade from numismatic memory
And the hundred-
Drachma coins
Bearing the
God-king's
Image
Will
Have been
Retrieved from
Zeus knows where
To pay for the
Evening
Ouzo
At
The
Mermaid;
The old men
Will nod their
Weathered
Heads
Sagely
And utter
The answer
To the
Goddess'
Riddle:



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