poems by Rena J. Mosteirin

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Thursday, August 11, 2011

The Place of Ahab






The place of Ahab

the vacant post;
the rocking boat,
When I reached it, it had subsided to a creamy pool
black bubble at the axis
the black bubble upward burst;
the coffin life-bouy
shot lengthwise from the sea,
Buoyed up by that coffin,
sharks, they glided by
the savage sea-hawks sailed with sheathed beaks.
The devious-cruising Rachel
after her missing children.


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