Blue Voyage: a Novel
“Knock again. Knock at the door, or come in without knocking. Is it you, darling? In the dark? where? Listen to the wind moaning, humming through the ventilators. Listen to the sea, the vast sound of sea, pouring down into the infinite, cataract of the world. What are we? We are silences drowned in an abyss of sound. The ship is sinking. The world is sinking. God is sinking. What difference, therefore, does it make who you are? Don’t pause to knock, but approach swiftly through the night of soun...d and water, step serenely from thrum to thrum of the ship’s engines, from heartbeat to heartbeat of the terraqueous god. Is it you, with the candle in your hand, you in a nightgown? Ah Psyche with the regions which! You with a pocket flashlight? In, in brief candle! We’ll fear not for scandal. But diddle and dandle. And fondle and fry. Seven bells; the ship, sleepwalking, tintinnabulates like a gipsy. The shipboy, hearing bells below him, looking down at the dark ship, and dark decks, and dark sea, and the dark bow lowering into a wide dim wash of white, and the dark waves coming white-maned and flattening in white—the shipboy sleepily strikes once the small sea bell, and the bird of sad sound flies on short quick wings into the infinite misery … MISERY … Misery is consciousness.MoreLess
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