Their long stares mark them apart; eyes gone to sea-colors: gray, foam-flecked and black in the undertow, blue ... Read full text
I do like this poem. I think it is about the death of the fishing industry in Scotland, these men are the ghosts of a long gone busy community.
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11/6/2025 10:31:25 PM # 1.0.0
I do like this poem. I think it is about the death of the fishing industry in Scotland, these men are the ghosts of a long gone busy community.