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acrylic on canvas, 2009
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Avoiding the wreck
that lay at 30 fathoms
we nonetheless stirred
something from the bottom.
Stranger and
darker than any old bones--
we could not say
what it was.
But between blue basin
and silver shoal water
our captain could
thread the needle;
Through fog now, to Brown’s Bank,
where we arrived by morning,
in time to set out new lines.
-Kevin Macneil Brown