Paul recommended I read
Moby Dick with my eyes closed.
He said he got the idea
from a Nick DePascal poem.
With eyes shut, I envisioned
a small New England whaling town.
My envisioning was in black and white.
My flip book images were not period accurate.
My imaginings were derivative woodcuts
from the Moby Dick I leafed through in high school.
My white whale
was a white whale.
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