LOOK ASKANCE OLD BUDDY
Half in the distance, the sea was throwing foam,
and the lady on the pier was yelling 'We have three!'
I thought maybe she meant fish, since men nearby
were fishing, but she meant me. I was walking the
sands with my dog, and she thought it a great sight.
She said that's why she yelled 'we have three'. Dogs.
Barrel-bottomed boats were festooned with seaweed
and people as the bottom roiled the top and the whole
surface was rolling : the ocean swore to its own concerns.