• Featured Poem


    by  • November 6, 2013 • Featured Poem, PD Online


    The long hot summer we repair an old fishing boat on Harbour Road, did we beg, borrow or steal it?   Spend hours putting gummy paste between planks, sticky glue elders use to keep a smile with false teeth.   Swaddled in canvas, held above ground, like the basket our Bermudian maid used to...

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