Bird and the Wooden Whale

Christy Andrelczyk

 

A seagull trails sails, rippling

against invisible hands, salt-tipped fingers

exchanging blows and nudges

with the aching ship, wooden ribs croaking.

 

The tiny acrobat twists and dances

in a refuse trail of sailor’s tired taunts,

the soft seasawing of this wooden whale

in and out of waves,

the sigh of its faded flag

against light and fog.

 

He glides, undaunted,

beak to sun, wingtips to wind,

dumb to the cries, curses,

dissipating anguish

of thin masts and pale arms

crawling beneath the waves.

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