Sing, O Muse, of the man of many reverses,
the man with a mind of many winding ways,
turned around and turned away from home
there on the open labyrinthine sea,
of the man of many dodges, the windspun
weathervane of a wanderer, navigator
forever divagating, of the man with a mind
ingeniously devious, the man of many evasions,
the man who endured so many turnabouts,
whose route home was all diversions, switchbacks,
setbacks, backhanded by the winds,
of the multifarious seafarer,
the wayfinder lost on many detours,
O Muse of many tropes, sing.
—Amit Majmudar
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