Suddenly sparrows and
constant singing.
They begin before sunrise.
Cluster of ducks at the point.
Geese root in dead grasses,
and the pheasants are silly.
Yesterday lobster boats launched,
traps mount on the dock:
steep wakes slop against shore.
Muddy boots and scent of earth,
rushing clatter of ditchwater,
still no frogs.
Notes
Pictures were taken on the Eastern Shore of Nova Scotia near Gammon's Pond, in West Quoddy and in Marie Joseph.
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