Sitting in a fog at Stockton Springs

~ Jnana Hodson

top of the ladder
up the hatch this morning
broke out laughing
we’re in a bank of heavy fog
just like home
an hour later it’s lifting
and a decent breeze from NE kicks in

this cold fog
is a state of flight

 

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Published by Jnana Hodson

In downsizing to a remote fishing village in Downeast Maine, this eclectic writer feels everything's coming together.

One thought on “Sitting in a fog at Stockton Springs”

  1. Lovely! Reminds me of a favorite movie, The Fog. Pictures are very similar to some scenes in the movie. Just awesome!

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