and so Odysseus
grew baffled
asked if his patron
the goddess Athena
who the stranger
might be

sitting cross-legged on the deck
trying not to be a nuisance
blind, listening intently
to every command, every
little snippet of
conversation
as he looked through the
pages of his Braille thesaurus
for anything
to match the heroic temper
of the wine-dark sea

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