Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Other places on the water

If I could hear the green piles groaning
Under the windy wooden piers,
See once again the bobbing barrels, 
And the black sticks that fence the weirs, 

I should be happy, that am happy
Never at all since I came here.
I am too long away from the water.
I have need of water near. 
                -Edna St. Vincent Millay 

 Bearskin Neck

Rocky Neck Artists Colony


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