VERSE
Overton, Ron
RON OVERTON WAITING FOR PASSAGE The harsh sun on the sea surface, the sun on the page lighting the poem, the paper's fibre. Yesterday it rained & the house was filled with a formal...
...Yesterday it rained & the house was filled with a formal light: today the light outside spills open as we leave for the islands that are green...
...The small white boats comfortably bob in their particular New England cove, the harbor shuffles itself & changes, the precise fixtures of the ferry press through the obvious blue air toward ussmall figures on the wharf reading, as seen from the ship's nodding bridge in the captain's eye for pure fact...
Vol. 103 • July 1976 • No. 15
