Poem Nantucket Fish Out Of Water Poem by Joan Pond

A Fish Out of Water So far from ocean, here. No pounding waves or crashing surf. As Nantucket weighs, heavy and deep. In my sleep I hear bell-buoys. It”s only a dehumidifier droning, as the engine of a ship. Yet, I turn and list avoiding shoals and reefs. Tossing in my sleep, I”m a fish on dry land with a sered eye of rainbow. Ship-wrecked. I dream.....