Reading Wallace Stevens in Danang Harbor, 1970

Patrick Cook “…a calm darkens among water lights.” Anchored, the ship strains, turns slowly. Light-worms shimmy, writing a message only fish can read. On the fantail I watch as dock lights focus to pinpoints, harbor finally smooth. Parachute flare behind Monkey Mountain burns white, winks out. Another rises, blooms, begins its fall. Jagged rocks at… More