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| At the harbor by Judith Clay |
her umbrella in hand.
Departure time had come;
had went and she was wet
for it rained cats, and dogs,
and wombats, and ocelots,
and toucans, and hedgehogs
and a couple pear tree partridges.
The steamer churned and in it’s wake,
it kicked up the creatures of the deep:
Squids and eels, whales and seals,
Catfish and halibut. To her credit
Judith caught a fish!
© JPW 2013
http://dversepoets.com/2013/08/24/poetics-judith-clay/
