Chance

I can't stop thinking about the poem from class today by Mallarme.

I can't reproduce it on here- but on the second page of the poem when it says LET IT BE and then the words go down the page then on to the next page until it stops with "careening from side to side."

The way that this is structured reminds me of a shipwreck-how the ship sinks to the bottom of the ocean-how the words sink to the bottom of the page.

I used to be obsessed with the Titanic when I was little. That's what this poem reminds me of.