Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SALMON GILLERS, by DOROTHY MARIE DAVIS First Line: Now the full tide swallows the sandspits Last Line: Starring the river. Subject(s): Columbia River (north America); Fish & Fishing; Salmon; Anglers | ||||||||
Now the full tide swallows the sandspits; Night in fog-slippers walks the Pacific. Under the gray weathered pilings the river Murmurs and gossips while from their anchorage Out slip the gillers, foaming the waters, Dropping their seines in a circle behind them... Like myriad spiders spinning at twilight. Blue is the sky by the night-rack enshrouded, Blue the Columbia, like polished metal, Blue are the hills with Astoria hidden... Deepening, darkening, silencing blue! Then comes a stab from the light on old North-head, Flame darting out for a second. Again Blue over all till the flash like a poinard Stains the Columbia briefly, is gone. As at a signal a pale golden pinpoint Wavers a moment over the water. Then there are others, every seine-anchor Lifts up its candle, dipping and staggering On the dark water till all the gillers Have lighted the torch-buoys, eerily dancing. I have seen sun-stars... vast constellations, And I remember also the gillers Starring the river. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN THE GREAT BLACK HERON by DENISE LEVERTOV ISLA MUJERES by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SCHOOLS OF LITTLE FISH by MARVIN BELL TWO PICTURES OF A LEAF by MARVIN BELL OF FISH AND FISHERMEN by JOHN CIARDI |
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