Book II, Chapter VII
▻ YOKE
1.
“Go!” said Jacob.
Go?
Go, go, go, go,
go. M knew
nothing except that
the whale
was strong.
He had to submit.
2.
Iceman, o, iceman.
Deaf like a sea vapor.
Desolate as
a newspaper thrown
down in
the red sun, burnt.
3.
Lava dust,
glistening and black.
The stony
desert of his heart,
the rock, was worn.
The whale
could summon him.
4.
The whale began to
talk:
“Where have you been,
lad? Who?
In the dark, a father
is worse
than nothing.”
5.
"I fetched a dead man
out of
the sea. Basaltic blocks
of darkness
had changed him.
He supped on your name."
6.
“It’s no good repenting
when work’s
done. That’s what I say
to every old sinner,
governor,
and creature of night.”
7.
The chime of silence
from the iron shore
rang out.
The governor.
The governor. The governor.
The governor. Whoever
he may be.
8.
Alone there, with
the waves, M
could not escape.
The governor,
a shadow, gathered.
Lazarus
come back from the dead.
9.
No? Yes?
Why? Just so, this new
governor,
reeking and hot, stumbled
into
the place that ought to
have been his,
his faculties slain.