Mappa Mundi

I set out to find my heart
on the mappa mundi —

the gold-leaf sheen
so sharp,

black lettering
so blotted,

I could only wander
the world over, wondering

if this or that sheen
or this or that blot

or this or that missing piece
was mine.

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