This poem is taken from PN Review 168, Volume 32 Number 4, March - April 2006.

Written on Water

Jim Powell

1. The Wreck of the Psyche

Decks awash
cabin flooded
waves slapping at her hatchway
this little sloop
parted her mooring in the storm

and went adrift
driven broadside
against the other shore and foundered
stuck fast in bay mud
lashed for salvage alongside the jetty

mast akilter:
scavengers stripped
jib and bowsprit impromptu.
At high tide
entirely submerged her milky spectre

filters upward.
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