The Sunken Lightship

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Sound Buoy It presides Over our passing In and out Of the Bogue Narrows. We rise From sea gullies And watch it sway To a mindless Humping of waves. In soft seas Its moans Are more our own. If I name it Red Nun of the Narrows, The pleasure won't last, For it turns unruly at a whim And will outlast our coming And going. Once, alone, In wild weather, I felt The wallow and topple, The fit of its color In close thrashes, My tongue Salted and stunned Into a silence That burned. (c) BOA Editions, Ltd 1990

Author Bio

Founder of Tar River Poetry and editor for 30 years, Peter Makuck taught at East Carolina University from 1976 to 2006. His stories, poems, reviews and essays appear in Poetry, The Nation, Hudson Review, The Sewanee Review, and The Georgia Review. He is author of four volumes of poetry, two short story collections, and co-edited a book of essays.