And the shrouds hum full of the gale of the grave and the keel goes out to the sea

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In honor of International Talk Like a Pirate Day, I respectfully wish to submit that if I had just had scurvy, this whole week would have been much easier. Have a suspicious ghost crab, the Changelings' "Port Royale" (1998), and Tim Eriksen rocking out Bellamy's setting of Kipling's "Poor Honest Men" (2011). In keeping with the recent influx of Kevin McNally in the eighteenth century, when I get back to my stack of DVDs I could just rewatch Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest (2006). For all the varied and undeniable flaws of those second two films, their sea-iconography has clung to me like dream-wrack for nearly twenty years and I wouldn't have a cycle of stories without them.

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I love these homely sources for finer works. I think I've listed mine ad nauseam, but I love the carrot machine of the mind.

I don't know that I know all of yours! I always assume mine are obvious from space, which I realize entails certain assumptions about everyone else's particular symbol-sets. I also love how inspirations transform.