Quiet Nights on St. Tristan’s – Row Boat



 

Row Boat

 

vi

 

after a while
your chit-chat
dried

they
rented boats
on the lake

“shoor” she agreed
as loong as I
doon’t fall in

you ventured
to the far edge

the nip
in the air
biting

you
shivered
“better head
back”

—suddenly
in her brogue
she sang

an old folk
song about bells and
coal mines

an eerie thought
crossed your mind

of all the folk songs
and all the folk singers
in all the world

were they ever  out
on a whimsical lake
like this

rowing
—like
there
was
no
tomorrow?

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6 responses

  1. I must second JC’s comment, because it really is. I also liked the bit about all the folk singers in all the world, and whether any of them had had similar experiences- the term escapes me, but it hints at a deeper contemplation about our lives and the search for originality, for something we can call our own.

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