In the Harbour

Tobacco merchants porters seamen noise winches

Ship whistles they arrive they depart One anchor shines

Soldiers in the washrooms One woman with a yellow umbrella

People mingle they part – mostly they part At dusk the

lighthouse

keeper went down to the dock He unfolds a big kerchief

he folds it back and puts it in his pocket with

that deep lonely gesture of non-confession

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