Sunday, September 22, 2013

#569: Fishing at Brant Point

Early morning, before the island wakes,
 Brant Point fishing can be magical.
A father and son hop in their kayak,
headed to Coatue to go clamming.

Some fishermen already leaving 
when we arrived, there's always an earlier bird.

Still waters, quiet minds.

A boat or two glides by,
not busy like in August but friendly--
David usually knows the folk on these boats.

Sailing beauties sleep

Pan-fired scup for breakfast?
That's reason enough for early morning fishing.

Evidence of a good catch,
a bluefish rack left for the seagulls.

Or, in a different light:
a mermaid sits and sings
 on the rocks of the Brant Point lighthouse.
Like I said, magical.

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