Ishaisms, Poetry

The Boatman Series (4) – The Boatman and the Harbour

Starless winter night, the cold, dark waters - a boat floats mid river, away from the travellers. Waiting, clueless, at the misty harbour, the Boatman takes off his red-stained sweater. Aghast and afraid he pulls it closer, rendered doubtless and faint by his sniffer. At a distance a murmuring crowd draws together - the Boatman… Continue reading The Boatman Series (4) – The Boatman and the Harbour