Wednesday, October 25, 2006

The Course

Staying Course

Like smoke, some of our energy
darkens the sky.
Sooty stack of America’s ship,
emblem carried above rusting hull,
casting about oceans without harbor.
Unwelcome, the fouled air.
Unneeded, the roiled waters.
Listing to starboard,
she plows on,
her crew eyeing lifeboats,
her captain holding course.

- Ralph Murre

1 comment:

Bruce Hodder said...

With Tugboat Britain chugging along dutifully behind, bouncing up and down in the wake.