In the absence of pilots,
great hulks pile in the offing,
black slippers at eventide.
Cargoes, rot in the swells
— steam. Such is the cost
of mangoes, long passage
and sweet, ripe discontent.
Image: chuttersnap on Unsplash
Poetry by Devon Brock
In the absence of pilots,
great hulks pile in the offing,
black slippers at eventide.
Cargoes, rot in the swells
— steam. Such is the cost
of mangoes, long passage
and sweet, ripe discontent.
Image: chuttersnap on Unsplash