The Geecologist

The Drunken Boat

The Drunken Boat

Jul 24, 2021 | Fiction, Poetry

As I was going down impassive Rivers,I no longer felt myself guided by haulers:Yelping redskins had taken them as targetsAnd had nailed them naked to colored stakes. I was indifferent to all crews,The bearer of Flemish wheat or English cottonsWhen with my haulers this...
The Sea, The Sea

The Sea, The Sea

Apr 18, 2020 | Fiction | 0 comments

After lunch I cut off a length of my rope and tied it onto the iron banister at the tower steps, and now it trails handily into the sea, moving darkened in the waves. I have knotted the seaward end for easier grasp. I have had less success with the ‘cliff’ for the...