Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Farewell to Talaria



See Talaria on the dock
- who waits for no one but the wind -
the azure sky, the azure sea
'midst these Talaria longs to be.

See Talaria trailed behind
a tractor on route 95
sail lain beside - as though in state -
that caught the setting sun in May.

Now Talaria's wrapped in sheets
she floats, a ghost raised low above
the winter's earth. Yon flapping edge
whispers tales of summer's breeze.