March 30, 2018
Photo by Chris Steckel

A Poem by Chris Steckel

The raft is equipped
With a wind-driven spinner
Red metal fish
At each end
Representing the plan –

A mobile of motion
An air wall if you will –
No more ducks
No more gulls
On the raft

After the sun rises
(Against most predictions)
This and that happens
Before two guards
Go to check security

Motionless bent
The mobile –
A harbor seal
Stretched out placidly
At full lounge over it

Remarkably undeterred

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