Port of Souls: Part 1
Narrative Verse
Electra Movie Camera image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA
Port of Souls: Part 1
by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole
In the window idled they, where the wind,
Fragrant with scent of spices from vessels
Moored below, the cutters, and the pliers
Of winding routes through doldrums, humid zones
Beyond which a man’s mind seldom bothered,
Though here they came returning with drooped wood