Stories and essays from an ex-Alaskan commercial fisherman.
Hi Pat,Here's one I wrote a few years ago on the Fairweather Grounds.First clatter of KingsMountains rising from the seaNo place else to beAnd I like the owl lifts her wings, beautiful. I am very partial to owls though.
I like the owl line. Ok, here's mine.Sweat glistens with sunThe wheelbarrow grows heavySoil spreads, life begins
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