Perhaps it was when he first felt his shoulders
roll an oar, or when he pulled the thick boots on.
Perhaps it was when he saw the curved thin rod
of the moon angle into his father’s face and hook
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An excellent poem! Loved the way the poetess has expressed things. Top score!
Love the line It's the way he knows his poverty without privacy in your poem -Man Washing on a Railway Platform Outside Delhi
A marvelous story poem with superb narration style. Congrats on the modern POD and thanks for sharing.
This kind of quite a long story poem needs great skill and patience....you have marveled very well....I pity that boys' desire...Quite informative for me about your land's fishermen an their life style....thank you- 10
Nicely done.Congrats being member of the dayJudith Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
great variety of perhapses, Judith. My bet is on a combination of the above or none of them.
when he heard the wind bale out of a speeding sky, Nice work.........
Such talk went on! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has been so nicely composed. Thanks for sharing.