foghorn
far west, the Port
or
Angel’s Gate
a fog siren sounds the distant west,
the angel of sound
a
nebula horn
markers and horns
dot
the water map
the
symbol and the horn
degrees magnetic, both
stone jetties, one to port
bottom
dotted with wrecks
silt sometimes sits in the channel
with round yellow cans
rank warm air current it holds,
inside the waterway time it sits sometimes,
America
tie up there, slip
or end-tie
the song of the wind and the trees
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