Too Often on the North Atlantic Coast
by Marcel Aime Duclos

Fog figures heavy
on this fateful morn
Boats file one-by-one
pass red harbor light
Bows     slicing pewter
sea     slide silently
up river against
fast outgoing tide
Behind high riding
home fleet     a breeze blows
in from the bay     Mute
lead trawler shoulders
weight of captain’s son
too late rescued from
cold sea in morning
twilight hour     now corpse
on board     spouse no more
Village soon in black



 

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