Poem by Andy Perrin
May 15, 2023
Wickford Harbor in January
slate cold darkness maul cracked by steel sledge blackish-blue sky gradients of her soul cloud streaks pulled by a fitful palette knife a chopped sawtooth harbor veiled by frozen lace a razor’s edge of orange-red slices and spills silhouettes of pilings bracing sailor’s souls winter’s masts tilted longing curled chimney smoke from mariner’s pipes lithe maples and oaks surrendered stance a resolute steeple their alter egos stretch and dance a frenetic jaunt five geese honk unfazed into another day
About Andy Perrin
Andy Perrin is a writer/photographer/cyclist/teacher who lives in southern Rhode Island. He often explores the world around him on one of his bikes, and his photography and writing often grows from moments of inspiration along a bike ride.