
As the ground thaws and snowpack melts plus spring rains. Pembroke, Maine.

You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall

As the ground thaws and snowpack melts plus spring rains. Pembroke, Maine.

Jesus was a carpenter, after all, surrounded by fishermen and their boats. Maybe he built a few to float, too.
the curve of the deck – sheer
ours noticeably higher at the bow
than even the stern
while the crown with its sides
for water runoff

a dutchman
a piece of wood
cut in
to replace a rotten section
ditto in our home

The weather’s looking lowery.
if not a schooner
a ketch

Technically, a ketch rather than a schooner.
the Angelique a beautiful ketch
at anchor nearby
rust-colored sails
quite distinctive
yes, ketch that

everyone else went ashore in the yawl
to the boat school etc.
Brooklin
just me and the crew left aboard
someone in a white sweatshirt
jumping rope on the dock
the sound of the slapping rope
across the water
caught my attention
finally wearing my new hoodie
with its kangaroo pocket
learned that phrase yesterday
Joe bought the E.B. White democracy book while ashore
after hearing us discuss the author
(the son became a famed boat builder)
boat school temp tattoos stamped
on other passengers, crew
we’re leaving the Angelique at anchor

Around here, this can happen well into spring.

Old wallpaper is part of an old house history. Some of it’s showing up inside old closets, not that we have many of those.
Long, thin wedge in the bay
Hollywood stars summer palaces
Somebody’s mansion and grounds all alight

Phosphorescent water
stirred up into tiny fireflies,
sparks
plankton summer
a summer home
on an island in Maine
is here
and there, too

In Whiting

that was the ferry in front of us
miles ago
that’s the ferry
heading back

The pond’s still frozen.