Call Ishmael what you will,
Ishmael knew:
Shadows were real.
Ishmael survived.
I died
With no shadow
Developed by the sun.
I stood—Fedallah
In the shadow of Ahab,
Wicked King,
And covered my eyes.
Poem
Call Ishmael what you will,
Ishmael knew:
Shadows were real.
Ishmael survived.
I died
With no shadow
Developed by the sun.
I stood—Fedallah
In the shadow of Ahab,
Wicked King,
And covered my eyes.
Dianna M. Black is a graduate student in English at Brigham Young University.
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