They Will Sew the Blue Sail

HALLOWS | Bill Carty

Having picked a fish clean

I know what time is up to.

To be emblematic

I call the shell “bone” or “house,”

I call the gull “bully.”

The poem I run from

chases me with a stick.

A trick for late October

is not to use human brains

but use brains nonetheless.

Another: enter a room and act

exactly how you feel.

Congratulations Brian Blaser

for standing here in 1990.

You managed to carve a stone.