the harbour mourns fencelessness

March 2018

how good to be swallowed up to be let in
or let out

blue expanse
spreads

the narrows
a maw
stretching ship-wide

the fence stands
to guard the ocean from the town (or is it vice versa)

lucia presses her face between cold bars and wills cargo ships

to come crashing in.

Old Christmas Day

It’s been called one of the greatest short stories ever written: James Joyce‘s The Dead, set on The Feast of the Epiphany, opening as Gabriel Conroy and his wife, Gretta,…