Representative Poetry Online
On this day: April 2nd
Random Poem of the Day
2Out of the loud foam,
3He has put in to a great quiet
4And a still home.
5Here he may lie at ease and wonder
6Why the old ship waits,
7And hark for the surge and the strong thunder
9And look for the fishing fleet at morning,
10Shadows like lost souls,
11Slide through the fog where the seal's warning
12Betrays the shoals,
13And watch for the deep-sea liner climbing
14Out of the bright West,
15With a salmon-sky and her wake shining
17And never know he is done for ever
18With the old sea's pride,
19Borne from the fight and the full endeavour
20On an ebb tide.
Notes
1] An Indian village on Vancouver Island. Back to Line
8] Straits: possibly the straits of Juan de Fuca, running for one hundred miles and separating Vancouver Island and the state of Washington. Back to Line
16] tern: small sea gull. Back to Line