MARSH SONG
These are poems about marshes, bogs, seas, tides, tidal waves and things that get bogged down, submerged, lost at sea, etc.
How It Was I Came To Be What I Am - A Fable
for Spider Bottas
They would argue over tides
Who bade me come into the world.
One said, Six o'clock.
The other, No, twelve.
I was born at the thirteenth hour
All the while mother arguing,
I Am The Older Sister, And Ugly - A Lamentation In Response To A Gravestone, Gloucester, Massachusetts,1978
A 300 year old cemetery beside the Atlantic: