POEM
The Island, the River, the shore,
the Stage Heads, the land, itself,
isolated, encased on three sides by
the sea and water
on the 4th side, Eastern Point an arm
such as Enyalion’s to protect
the body from the onslaught of
too much and give Gloucester
occasion, give her Champlain’s channel
in and out (as her river
refluxes), a body of land, hard on granite yet
arched by such skies favored by such sea and
sweetened in the air so briar-roses grow
right on her rock and at Brace’s Cove kelp
redolents the air, jumps the condition and strain locus
falls or emerges as the rain on her or the sun
Charles Olson
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