Jean Donnelly, p.7
Kk
maybe it's a ship at twilight
maybe the swimmers on board
carry a kind of handkerchief
a lip or seam of stars might
go on behind it
the ship
maybe speech among the swimmers
is a kind of steady gaze
oblivious laughter
then the flag maybe
a kind of wintry clothe
a starry brocade
maybe the swimmers mean to return
with or without it
the ship