Luc Leclaire

Rookie - 110 Points (July 15,1990 / Omaha)

Fisherman's Wharf - Poem by Luc Leclaire

Walk amongst the memories of seas
To gaze through haze with Pre-Raphaelite eyes,
And listen to the bells toll in the breeze,
Echoes of old San Francisco's sighs,

Inspiring us to go out to face life,
To brave the swarming traffic of mankind,
And to endure the loss incurred by strife,
To win the goods to which this world's blind.

For we have seen Venus walk on water!
She is the moor to every ship.
Each of us is her son or daughter.
Ambrosia flows into the cup we sip.

We cast out to the deep to catch the fish;
She catches us, for she's our deepest wish.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I walked around Fisherman's Wharf and Star of the Sea parish in San Francisco, seeing the old refurbished ships, and a fusion of paganism and piety came to mind.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 20, 2014

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 20, 2014


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