One Hundred Years of Solitude

whose extremely salty flesh
as it cooked in the sun had a
sweet and granular taste.
Under a bright noonday sun
in the Gulf of Bengal his ship
had killed a sea dragon, in the
stomach of which they found
the helmet, the buckles, and
the weapons of a Crusader. In
the Caribbean he had seen the
ghost of the pirate ship of
Victor Hugues, with its sails
torn by the winds of death,
the masts chewed by sea