Flounder Fishing Along an Intracoastal Beach in Vilano

 

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In the spring, at the west end of Third Street
Before the outgoing tide slackens
And the sun reaches sky back behind you
You may see one or few aging fishermen
Scurry like sand crabs
     Round the rocks
     And under the docks
At water’s edge along the slim beach.
 
Some will zigzag north toward Fifth
And others south toward the marshland
Each according to starting point or inclination
And each directed by guarded mental map
Drawn from distinct experiences
Including such notations as
     When to pause
     And where to cast
     And how many times
Into the shallow waters before dashing on.
 
They hunt, of course, the flounder that
Lie in wait for prey of their own.

 

Of Men and Sailboats

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Behind Nix Boatyard and up Oyster Creek, across from the southeast corner of Creekside Restaurant’s dirt parking lot, past the wood pile, through the trees, and over the damaged docks lining the creek on this bank, clean over to the landing on the creek’s far side, you will see, should you choose to look in that direction upon exiting your vehicle, the two-masted schooner, Resilience out of Rhode Island. Under repair by its owners after being battered in October’s hurricane, Resilience will not set a northward course home for at least one more month. However, you might predict – and more than one seaman has already agreed  – that, once she is under full sail, she promises to be one of the most beautiful sights afloat. Furthermore, you may, however briefly, be filled with calming courage and a spirit of adventure, and square your shoulders with casual confidence and determination as you stride toward your appointment for dinner.