Treasure Island

Maxwell B Anderson

(12th July,1964 / Auburn N.S.W. Australia)

Fishing Village.


Daughters walk softly on broken
fish scales, my son,
Because leering bait-catcher fathers,
despair for seasonal caution
when at the Winter pier.

Submitted: Monday, August 25, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, August 26, 2008

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