ST. PETER'S HARBOUR, PEI poem

St. Peter’s Harbour, PEI

Whose smelly boat awaits in
fishy silence, knotted to
the wharf?
Patient in its evening lull.
The master is not yet
ready, but
soon will be-
after a night of brawling
and clawin’
he’ll come aboard
and plunder the
dock with his laughter
and early morning squint,
he will
and by golly he’ll
plow out of harbour
to the finest herring-load
nets can deliver.
Yes, he will.

© Richard L. Provencher 1992

first published Winter 1992-1993 No. 66
BOGG An Anglo-American Journal
ISSN: 0882-648X
Arlington, VA. USA