It’s mostly an accumulation of guano
stuck on the horizon of things
and even if you know what it is
and what’s been said and written
about it it’s not much to look at.
Its sirens are gulls and cormorants.
Seals live on it: then they don’t:
wary of sharks or rumors of them.
Starfish, brainless and bloodless,
attack by attaching: arranging
themselves in unfamiliar zodiacs.
You’d think there’d be something
menacing about the place:
but there isn’t. It’s a danger to
whatever might approach,
but the sea that surrounds it looks
pretty much the same as
the sea that’s taken no one.
