Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ISLAND BORN (2), by HAROLD VINAL


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ISLAND BORN (2), by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: My mother loved the way of ships that go
Last Line: It was not strange an island was my home.
Subject(s): Islands; Sea; Ocean


My mother loved the way of ships that go,
Out to sea, their prows against the foam,
She loved the way of ocean mews and so,
It was not strange an island was my home,
Or that I cried first in an island house,
Or in a sea town sought my earliest words,
My mother loved the drizzling of boughs,
She loved the crying of out-going birds.
My mother's folk have many things to tell,
Of vessels that went by the village Inn,
Of tugs and freighters and the lighthouse bell,
The talk of seamen when the fog is in.
My mother loved reefs where the breakers foam --
It was not strange an island was my home.





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