22 February 2023

At Low Tide (poem)

 

Wild waves turned the skiff toward its side
surfing through crests
descending with troughs
salt water splashed strangely soft
rainy dusk strained
eyes looking on distant breakers

Reach Slocum Inlet, port turn Frederick Sound
Limestone Inlet in darkness found
bear and sea sky'd
she rested on sand at low tide.

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