Remember everything.
At least he saw dolphins
spooling like silver thread
and they were blue reel wound
like circles of remembering
and this was the thing of things
amongst the coronation waves
a crowd of kings all hailing him
each moment pouring onto one
like urgent gasp of flickers on
with granted rush to saltslap roar
with curve and arc of open heart
he saw dolphins and I saw them too
and diving down our spirits met the bow
then played upon the wake.